It's absolutely awesome."My wife again searched for words. "I'm not sure how my faced looked, but Denise said very directly, 'You need to try it.' It ...as like she was ordering me back to her room." So, we went back there. Denise dis-assembled the dildo, washed it in her sink, and then pulled a briefcase type thing from under her bed. She opened it, and there were about 10 different attachments... She couldn't even look at me when she explained everything. She replaced the towel underneath it. WE FUCKED!!!" Oh all right, you fucked." She turned back to me as I found my way to my chair after undressing down to my briefs. "And besides did you honestly think I'd miss out on THAT!" and she point towards the bulge in my boxer briefs.I couldn't help it I had to ask. "Does that mean... ?" Except that I left the question unfinished. Of course Deborra-Lee still felt inclined to answer."Of course it does." She grinned as she slipped off her bra to reveal breasts in perfect proportion to her. Even if she opened the hotel door and eased out into the hall, the odds were she would only just run into him. She couldn't hide and just not answer the door. He had a key waiting in the lobby. She picked at the cuticle on her right hand, with not quite steady fingers. She had planned this, initiated it even. There was no need to deny it. In the abstract, it had seemed very attractive, just the thing to distract and get even. Now with reality settling in, she wondered if she was just going to. " It sounded like a gentlebreeze.I don't know how long this went on. We were both lost in thewarmth and the closeness and the intimacy of my hard cockfucking in and out of her hot, slippery, soft pussy.Margie was hugging me tighter now and I increased myspeed and force as I fucked her grasping love tunnel. Shewas breathing harder and began gasping. "Oh god ... fuck ...harder ... faster ... ohhhhhhh .... yesssss .... fuck ... fuck... " Soon she was talking quite plainly and then beganshouting,.