He was already excited and he said, “Why you loved him, you are mine, he doesn’t have any right to fuck you, I will do that.” Though I was tired...as I was banged a few minutes before, but his passion and love pulled me towards him. He picked me and took me to the bathroom, as he wanted me to take bath and wash myself. The bathtub had flowers and scented candles around.He started washing me slowly and passionately. We enjoyed in the bathtub and he started caressing me. He said, “I want to fuck. “Why you guys back to ‘normal’ now?” Steph said. “I think you could say that” I said. “Thank god” Stephanie said, loudly. “What?” Holly and I asked. “I’m getting tired of strapons and tongues, I need a dick” Stephanie said. “Like you can’t get any anywhere else?” I said, confused. “Well, I could…but I know you will please me, and you’re not a jerk. The internet is pretty hit-or-miss about these things.” Steph said. “And then they always think it could be serious, but I just want sex” Steph. Like I said, more than a little luck was involved but apparently I was owed some Karma on behalf of my wife’s cheating.Once that was done it was a simple matter of getting down to the front desk, informing the night clerk there was an emergency that was calling my wife and I back much earlier than expected and could he check us out of our room right now. I told him my wife had already gone outside and was on the phone to family. I gave him both keys to the room, rolled the bags out the front. With the exception of two of the white men, all of them were older, not very attractive, certainly not well-endowed, and even if they weren’t obese, they weren’t very fit. The remaining two white men were younger, in the context of their surroundings they could be considered reasonably attractive but they certainly wouldn’t win any contests in the real world. What they did have to offer was beautiful young bodies. They were smooth, their skin taught and tanned, their muscles rippled as.