I said no. Suddenly a little bit of life returned to her eyes and swept away a little bit of the sadness that overflowed in her eyes. I reached into m... pocket and handed her a 50 dollar bill.I said for her to go get a good meal and a warm place to sleep. She nodded and put it in her imitation leather purse and walked away. I walked back into the hotel and returned to my room. I stripped off my trousers and crawled into bed. I again fell asleep almost instantly.The next morning I woke up around. Then she grasped me around the ankle, squeezed it a bit, and asked her question again. My response was the same. Then she went higher….onto my lower thigh, and repeated her question and I again said there was no pain. Then her hands went around my upper thigh with one of her hands flicking gently through my boxers against my balls as she did. THAT got the attention of my already half erect cock which responded as one might expect. It began to twitch, enlarge, and become hard and fully erect. I. ”Giving her a sleepy shrug, I replied, “Woke up a while ago, actually, when Adrienne and Sasha left on an errand or something. They left me hanging.” I pouted with that puppy dog whimper again.“Ah, that explains why they’re not here. Works for us! I’m super-excited, super-horny, and super-glad those two haven’t already sucked you dry today!” The ebullient glee in Dayna’s voice was matched by the sparkle in her eyes. She then quickly sealed her mouth over mine once again and moaned as she. This was a typical Sunday afternoon for them. They were a hot, fun, married couple in their thirties, who seemed to only get sexier and more lithe every day. Seeing them in a room was like seeing two people who counted each other as best friends and then lovers. One PM on Sunday was what they called "The Chronological Mystery Zone," but it was always their time to have luxurious and extended sex without the pressing needs of the work week. And the need to nap pulling them away from the.