He whispered in my ear, ‘Be very careful what you play with, you might just find your self with more than you can handle.’ I whispered in his ear... ‘If you remember I’ve handled it once already. I’m sure I can do it again with ease.’ He slid close, wrapping his arm around my shoulders pulling me tight. He leaned over like he was going to kiss me and quickly, under the table, slid his hand up my thigh and under my skirt. Two fingers traced along the curve of my leg to my crotch putting pressure. Don’t worry about it”.I said, “Sorry ma’am for interfering in your personal life. But as a fellow human, I had to ask. Still, do let me know if I can help you in any way. And sorry again if you think I shouldn’t have asked.”I left from there and we didn’t talk after that. While I was checking out from the hotel (the next evening), the receptionist handed me an anonymous letter. She told me that they have received an anonymous letter in the name of Room 207 (the room in which I was staying). I. It’s just the way I said. I have all the things I need plus a wonderful lover who treats me well and makes me feel loved. And can give me all the orgasms I can handle!”“Those are important,” I chuckled. “But so is actually being loved.”“Is that what this is?” she asked, taking my hand.“That’s a difficult subject,” I said. “Not because I’m afraid of it, but because I make a serious distinction between being ‘in love’ with someone and ‘loving’ someone. And there are levels, too. It’s kind of. Ken falls forward with her. His cock never leaving her ass. He continues to thrust. I move to the front and let Tammy suck my cock. Once my cock is hard again Ken tells me to crawl under Tammy and fuck her pussy while he fucks her ass. I get into position under her after Ken lets up a little. I begin thrusting up into Tammy while Ken is thrusting down. But Ken is the stronger thruster and I can feel Tammy being pushed onto me with each of his in strokes. Ken moves his face so it is on.