... afraid of telling you.... perhaps a little stubborn myself, perhaps more then a little stubborn... I was waiting for you to say it. Well maybe I w...ll tease you a little to keep you on your toes. I shall tell you I want keep my maiden name after we are married.... just teasing my love, my man.My man...a real man, not a Sean! I adore thinking that because I am your woman now. I wouldn't dream of changing you because you are so damn stubborn, and so patient and so kind and gentle, and oh.... ” She opened the door and once I was inside I immediately pushed her against the wall, lifted her so her left leg circled my waist, and heard her squeal as I thrust resurgently into her. She climaxed twice in ten minutes as I took her vigorously and remorselessly, the lust I had built up for her over the past month finally finding an outlet into something more inviting than a handkerchief. I soon bellowed as I launched my seed into her again, her squat little body matching every lust-drenched. Not that anyone would be looking at me anyway. The spa mostly catered to women.The night before I was to leave I had strange dreams. Tactile, sexual dreams. A tall athletic man with blue eyes was stroking my body. He worked his way down my sides and across my breasts. Warm lips caressed the side of my neck. Sore nipples tightened as he stroked, then pinched, then, oh my god, tongued them. My pussy dampened, ached for a touch. He slid his fingers down the sides of my slick labia. Oh, that felt. When Sarah started bucking into his fingers, he stopped just as suddenly as he had with Jenny. When Mr. Michaels stripped down and told the girls to do him, they giggled and squirted ridiculous amounts of lotion all over him before taking their time to rub it all in. When they got to his dick, they worked together to give him a hand job and fondle his balls. The lotion had the intended effect and he soon called out his impending release.“Jenny, suck the tip of the head. Don’t get the lotion.