‘A- Are you married?’ asked Emily with disappointment in her eyes. Carson knew that he was back in control. ‘No, I’m not married. My hotel.’...said Dr. Carson with another one of his famous smiles. She smiled back. * * * * * As soon as the door to the room was closed behind them Emily and James began tearing at each others clothes. Piece after Piece of clothing hit the floor. Then the locked in a passionate, lust fired kiss. The two kissed there way into the bed room and Emily sat Carson down on. He touched his cock head to her asshole and pressed slightly. “Not yet, baby. Let’s go to your room.” They both went to his room without bothering drying off. Phoebe had thought ahead and left a bottle of lube on Billy’s bed. Billy saw the lube and knew exactly what to do. “Get up on the bed and bend over like a doggie,” he ordered. She obediently obeyed and stuck her tiny firm ass way up in the air. Drops of water were dripping down on her naked ass and followed gravity to her beautiful crack.. My eyes lingered on her breasts, her nipples still showing her excitement; slightly larger than my 34C I thought, other than that we were of identical build. Her shoulder length hair more sandy than my golden blonde. Mine perhaps a tad longer. We still stood silently looking at each other, whatever happened from here; Sue would have to take the lead. She did, sitting on the side of my bed she held out her arms to me. I obliged, moving to accept her embrace.For the next hour, we explored all the. I had spent a good amount of time in chat rooms chatting with other guys to see if anything would happen. After a few months I came across this guy that caught my attention. He was much older that I was, 47 to be exact. We had been chatting for a few hours when he mentioned that he would like to get a hotel room for us sometime. He was worried that he was too old for me. I told him that I wasn't worried about his age. I really enjoyed chatting with him so I told him that I wouldn't mind meeting.