Being able to feel exactly what I could see was mesmerising. Now I understood why he watched himself fucking me! Seeing that lovely thick shaft appear...ng from between my rear-cheeks, slick and shiny with my juices, then watching it go back into my pussy, all the while feeling every movement was so erotic. Being able to watch his cute buns working too was a bonus, I admit I'm a bum girl. Watching me, watching him fuck me, was too much for him, and his thrusts got deeper, and more urgent until he. I opened our side of the connecting door and knocked, and Josie opened the other side. Stephanie and I went into Jennifer and Josie’s room.“Let’s go sightseeing!” Josie said.We boarded a cable car and spent the rest of the afternoon at Fisherman’s Wharf and then had dinner at Cathay House in Chinatown. After dinner, we took a cable car again, this time to Union Square, and eventually, another car to Ghiradelli Square, to visit the Ghirardelli Chocolate shop. Jennifer spent twenty minutes. Two couples were sharing the two large leather recliners, what I assumed to be daughters on their dad’s laps.Ed was the facilitator and owner of the house. He was a large biker with a big belly emerging from his leather vest, thick arms that were heavily tattooed, and a medium-length gray beard.“Hey, I’m so glad you all could make it tonight. Welcome to what we informally call the Travel Club. The group is growing, that's amazing. I’m Ed, this is my daughter Jeannine.”A cute, Rubenesque. Hell, that's almost unheard of. If it weren't for the prudes we would probably have Sexersize clubs all over the country. Hell, I would sign up for that in seconds. Get laid and tone up at the same time."She giggled."It would sure put Weight Watchers out of business," she said smiling."True but then...thinking about it...Richard Simmon's Sweating to the Oldies would have been too horrible to even think about it." I grinned, then chuckled at the sudden disgusted look on her face.She started to.