I asked to lay on the table under the cover. She told me she didn’t have a problem laying there nude. I got out my oils and started to massage her s...oulders. Her body so warm and soft. I continued around her neck and shoulders. After a while I moved down to her legs. Massaging her legs as I moved up her thighs. Inside and out I rubbed the oils into her legs. She told me that I was doing a very good job. Then it was her ass. It was perfect in every way. As I was massaging her I saw her bag on. . I been married forty years, first five we fucked like bunnies, but only missionary, never a blow job and no eating pussy, the next thirty five once a month missionary that's it, but what the hell I love her, you know" he lamented. He was watching me as I rubbed myself "I know a place, private you know" I suggested. "I don't know, I've never cheated on her" he said. "Well, I certainly won't tell" I assured him. "I sure would like to see those panties" he mused. "You can follow me, if you want". , l agreed with him and suggested that we set the wives up later that day, before we returned home. He said No that he didn’t want Brenda involved in that kind of thing, what he wanted was to come to us one evening, with the dog and Lisa to perform. That attitude got up my nose. So l told him that he had to fix it up with Lisa direct, after that the relationship be¬tween us became strained. On our way home, l told Lisa what Brenda had done the night before and Lisa told me that Keith did. She moaned, lifted her hips, and her pussy was oozing lady cum. A knock at the door interrupted us, I went to the door and asked who it was. champagne, complements of the hotel. I opened the door to see a beautiful redhaired woman in her twenties. She pushed the cart in, and in fine English asked if she may pour for us? At that moment she looked at Sasha spread open on the bed with her pussy glistening from her response. They looked deeply into each others eyes, and Sasha beckoned with a.