As we walk upstairs I look into the dining room, the living room, the kitchen, and the downstairs bathroom and I imagine how many different ways Mr H ...s going to fuck my ass in these rooms and get so fucking horny. We walk upstairs and go right and down the hall, passing another bedroom (his daughter's) and into the master bedroom. He has a king size bed with an ottoman at the foot of it and a chair in the corner for reading but all I see is a place to fuck, a place to fuck, and a place to. Soon the feeling of sensual excitement builds. My bottom feels delightfully full and with each high heeled step I feel the naughty toy move deep inside of my rectum; a wonderfully naughty sensation. It is at this time I wish someone else was there with me dressed very similarly so that we could caress each other's legs and bodies. I imagine tugging down my friend's panties and sucking on her penis for hours whilst caressing her slippery fully fashioned legs. Perhaps I would insert my stiff. I'm not like her." I know you're not, it's just..."She kissed me one more time to shut me up. "Go. Play well. Bring home the championship. Don't let anything break your concentration, especially worries about me. I've been here for you for longer than you know, and I'm not giving up on you, just because you're going to be out of town for a few days. Call me every night and let me know how it's going, if you'd like. In fact, you'd better call me every night, even if it's just to say hello."She. Probably I did not have sex for at least a year or longer, before this trip, so I was pleasantly taken back that it had woken up and still in working order, maybe time to renew interest in my old hobby of masturbation.I took a walk on the beach, stuck my big toe in the water to feel if the temperature was heart-warming enough instead of giving me a heart attack, and it was not bad at all, it would probably put my cock back down to its launching pad, but it would definitely refresh me. I.