.When she arrived in the bar there was a few men standing in groups chatting quietly as it was still early, three men in particular were interesting h...r a mature man in his late forties with two younger men, one in his late twenties, the other who was slightly younger and looked shyAs she slid up to he bar she discovered they were a stag party, the youngest being the groom along with his best man and his uncleThe two older men looked at her appreciatively as she ordered a Southern Comfort and. When your dad climbed back in to our bed later that night he was a changed man, it was like he found his passion again, found his mojo. We made love all night, in every position both of us could think of, my husband was back. The following morning the three of us agreed, that your dad and Kate getting together was the best thing that happened to us all. With her living on the west coast they only saw each other a couple of times a year, but the benefits for me when your dad got back, are so. And as for her, I swear I’m not mistaken.’ She paused, made up her mind. ‘Look, we can go to our room first, leave all our cash and credit cards behind. And I might just fancy a quick change of underwear. Black knickers and suspender belt. What do you think?’Any reservations in Alan’s mind were overcome by a more basic feeling in his groin. ‘All right,’ he said. ‘But let’s be careful.’When Alan tapped on the door of room 842 it opened at once, as though there had never been any doubt that the. Plus ... I was truly enjoying myself too. As lightly as I could, I ran my fingertips up through the folds of her pussy, watching them suddenly spread like a flower opening in the morning sunlight. She was already moist, reminding me again of the morning dew still clinging to the petals of her delicate flower, as I felt the pearly-like slickness against my fingertip. I placed my finger against my lips, savoring her taste. Once more she sighed contentedly as I did that, yet still asleep. I waited.