It also could be that we were just exhausted from all the intense sex last night. I tried slipping my arm away without waking Ann. She stirred slight...y but went right back to sleep. Ann still smelled like sex from the pounding she received. I had gone into the sitting area to call room service as quietly as possible, and placed an order for a pot of coffee and some toasted bagels. After I showered I put on my swim shorts and grabbed the pool towel throwing it around my neck. Room service. After they pay they get back in the car and start taking pictures immidiately. It helps him that she is so photo-genic. She is using two of the cameras to just take pictures of herself. He smiles at seeing her happy, but the smile doesnt reach his eyes, he hates himself more and more as their destination gets ever closer. By the time the rest of the trip to the cabin is up, all cameras are full, she had changed in the car at least eight times, she says that makes the pictures more interesting,. I wondered if they had boyfriends - I knew what young women were like, and I wanted to make sure my baby girls were being taken care of.Of course, I reflected, dressed like this, it won’t take them long to find what they need.The afternoon of the third day, Rhonda wasn’t at our regular meeting place. I waited for a few minutes, listening to the irresistible tunes of tape #3, but after a while I got out and stormed to her office.“Hello?”She was panting when she answered the door. She didn’t. Wrong thing to do. I took his legs and leaned down between my own legs pushing him to the floor. But he came back up between my legs. He thought I was playing and came back up at me, his nose landing on my cunt, sending a shock wave into me. I pushed his legs down but up he came this time for a lick. “Bad doggie,” I teased. He wasn’t being bad he was just being a dog. My dog and me, completely quiet and alone in my kitchen, only the sounds of panting and now it wasn’t just him breathing.