“Oww! Oh my God that feels good.” She said through clenched teeth. “I knew you’d like that my little slut.” I told her ramming my cock hard ...nto her asshole. “Fuck!” She screamed every time I pushed my cock into her ass again. For the next few moments all you heard was our wet bodies slapping together and her screaming “Fuck!” “Fuck!” “Fuck!” after every slap. I spread her ass cheeks so I could see her asshole stretch because of my hard cock. I was very close to coming again. “I’m about to. Sounds incredible. And since the last time I got stuck at the airport I spent hours with a priest. Well, even if you snore it can't be that bad." I laughed and turned towards the bar noticing that all he was carrying was a computer bag. Just like me. We had a couple of drinks over a decent dinner and then headed up to the room. What entered and stood their staring. "I swear it was supposed to have double beds!" He laughed and said, "No worries, buddy. I don't snore either." "Go and freshen up. My tighs were sticky. I cleaned myself and came out of the washroom. Still, I hear her moans, but the bedroom door was almost all closed. I can’t see them in the mirror. I heard only heavy moans from her.I never moaned like that when I had sex with my hubby and never experienced foreplay. I can understand how much she was enjoying him. I was desperate to see their live sex. But my heart was stopping me from breaking my barriers.It’s almost all 12 in the night, and they back to the living. Leaving the station and walking towards a couple chatting in the distance, hoping to find they were bartering for sex, I was a tad disappointed to note they were a genuine couple, and as my flimsy summer dress danced mid-thigh, the ache between my legs was a mixture of disappointment, frustration, and longing.I pushed on a little and my heart skipped as I ventured across a sex shop, one of the few still operating, now most have gone down the internet route, my own half-dozen sex toys having.