I wrote a hot letter, asking George if he would be interested in fucking my ass. I told him I would tap on his door three times, at precisely 11:00PM...next Saturday. I put the letter and the pictures in an envelope, and slid it under his door, as I went up the hall to take a shower.I was so horny with anticipation in the days leading up to Saturday, that I practiced even harder getting my ass ready for action. It seemed like I was masturbating every hour when I was off from work. My mind. I found it fascinating that’s she’s a stripper and asked her to tell me a few of her stories.”“She was eager to tell me how good a lover you are, and we both certainly agreed with that statement. You know what a fantastic looking body she has, and simple touches led to kissing and soon we made love and she spent the night.”“Wish I’d seen you two beauties together,” he envisioned.“Maybe you can. When it’s Bobbie’s turn for her date with you, I can suggest we make it a threesome. Karen and Wendy. I couldn’t believe after a few days having sex with the Japanese guy (read Hotwife at Costa Natura) I was on my way to fuck a new man now. My wondering hands went for his cock. I felt his dick in my hands before I had a good look at it and it felt more than a good average. The water was nice and slightly warm now and I took the shower head to spray on his dick that I could see in close view now. It was a young strong cock and I wondered how many pussies he already satisfied. After washing him. We both jumped up andstarted running toward the door. Mother stopped us immediately andrequested that we clean up before we even started thinking about gettingdownstairs for lunch. Tammie and I started cleaning the room. Tammieasked why Mother didn't just bring the food up to us. I cracked uplaughing. Mother bringing food to me! That was the funniest thing I'dheard of. I told her we'd be lucky if we didn't have to make our ownlunch. I was right. We went to the kitchen and there was nothing on.