Flipping on the tv finding nothing good on, I grab my phone. With butterflies in my stomach, I dial Mary's number. "Mary, it's Sam, just calling to ...ell you I got in ok and am comfortable in my hotel, well sort of. Was wondering if you could call me back when you get this, got a question for you? Talk to you soon, Sam". Hanging up, I glance at the alarm clock on the nightstand next to this huge, lonely, king size bed. The clock read 4:37pm, only twenty more minutes and I should be getting. Soon after I tried to move my hand to her thigh, she started grinding herself on me. She then started to unbutton my shirt, which was already pretty wrinkled. I tentatively played with the zipper on her dress, and she didn’t stop me, so I started to unzip it slowly. My shirt came off, then my pants, at which point I had managed to get her zipper down all the way. I started to slide it down and she pulled my hands away, and then leaned back, so she was on her knees straddling me. In the pitch. I knew from watching mom, this line would really make him go wild, but strangely he slowed down his thrusts some. My own body started to hump him back to encourage him to pick up the pace again."Do you want me to pull out of you when its time?" He asked"No Daddy, I'm so close. I don't want you pull out of me ever" I responded"And if I give you a baby?" He questioned me again"I still love you, even if you make me a mommy" I said happily.My own orgasm was getting close once more. His trusts. I sat on the only bed that was still in one piece and was forced to lay back as they m*****ed my tits. Next thing I know I feel a cock rubbing on my arm. He didn't even have his pants down. It was sticking out of the open zipper. I stopped them, told them, ok, you guys know I'm married, I'm not going to fuck anyone. In fact, my pants are not coming off. But anything else you want to do is ok. Zippers were coming down. Pants were flying off. Cocks were out and hard. First guy kneels on the bed.