So it was arranged to meet in the bar at the hotel at seven o'clock.Neither of them knew what to expect or even was sure what they themselves wanted f...om the meeting but, in normal circumstances, if Sarah was meeting a much younger man she would probably be aiming at bedding him. If Mark was meeting an attractive older woman, he would have the same intentions.Sarah had changed into a pair of black slacks that rather hugged her rounded buttocks and a white blouse, and she had already had two. Our sexy, toned, muscular bodies merged together in a dark brown and white mixture of sweat, semen, saliva, and oh so much sex.One day we were fucking in Darius’ apartment. I was bouncing up and down on his cock, dripping sweat to him, when I noticed it was unusually hot. Normally we work up a sweat during our long sex sessions anyway, but this was far more than normal. When I took a break, asking him about it, he told me the air condition was out. A repair man couldn’t get to it for. And then one night something did. A trickle of thin clear liquid wet the underside of his little guy and stuck to his fingers. This upset him at first since he didn't know what it was and didn't dare use the blanket to clean it off. So he hopped off the bed and wide-stepped into the hall toward the bathroom.It was late and all the lights were off but Mark knew the layout of the house by heart and had no problem finding the right door. Inside, he flipped on the switch and used some toilet paper. " Um, thanks," Sherry said.Kristen took Lynette by the hand and started walking toward the pool.Without a word, Sherry took my hand and led me back to my apartment.When we were alone, Sherry said, quietly, "I'm not sure what you did, but the compulsion I had a couple of days ago isn't as bad."I nodded, a bit embarrassed by my behavior the other day."Kristen knows about me, doesn't she?" What makes you say that?" I asked guardedly."Kris and I talked last night. We were alone in your.