For the first time in ages, I stared at her with lust. I listened attentively for some time, then made a grab for her.“Peter, don’t, please! That�...�s all you ever think about! I don’t want my new clothes and hairdo messed up.” She shook me off and heading upstairs, shouted back, “and you can sleep in the spare room tonight!”This had not gone well, to say the least. I made up the bed in the spare room, and to my shame, for the first time in twenty years, masturbated while fantasizing about my. She was completely dry but for her sex, which was almost dripping with desire. "Kneel Down," she commanded, noting how he was in position, even before she finished the command.She grabbed her wooden hairbrush from the bedside table. It was a large and heavy affair that she’d inherited from her mother, and it was capable of taming much more than just unruly locks. Holding it in her hand she began to pace, walking in front of him, and then behind him, all the while keeping her gaze firmly on his. He started to move his tongue in a lazy circular motion around and around on her clitoris, until the excited, inflamed little love button popped out of its fleshy sheath and twitched and jerked under Troy's sensual tongue.Troy opened his mouth wide, and captured all of Cathy's little cunt. He started to suck on her pussy meat.Cathy moaned, feeling the swear pouring from her body, as her heat rose to a feverish pitch. She humped her hips against his mouth, grinding her muff heavily around and. They began giving me what sounded as it it would be a detailed account of play but I hastily informed them that I was sure it was a wonderful event and the three of us made our way outside into a beautiful sunny morning and strolled around the hotel. We must have appeared an odd trio with the age gap so apparent.We eventually found ourselves back in the bedroom and they lost little time in removing my clothing and we spent a very pleasant time as they reacquainted themselves with my body. We.