After a few seconds of rubbing, she let her middle finger slip in and fill her tight snatch. She softly moaned once her whole finger found its way in,...slipping in easily with the amount of juices that were flowing. She closed her eyes and imagined that Ken was a different man, one that she actually liked. He began to softly kiss her neck and lightly pinch her nipples as she drifted off to her own little world. Her bliss was quickly taken away when Ken bit down hard on her cheeks, causing her to. "Oh yes! Yes! Yes!" I shouted, my screams reverberating in the shower stall. I had finally obtained the services of my father's mouth. Calming down at last, we emerged from the shower stall, both satiated and clean. We laughed and talked as we toweled ourselves dry. I strolled out of the bathroom without bothering with my robe and looked back to see my father's eyes were admiring the motion of my pelvis and my round posterior. "You know, baby, I was thinking of you in the shower, and then. She said we should leave but for me to walk in front of her to hide her wet shorts. I walked into the empty elevator and turned around. She was facing the door as I pressed myself against her from behind. My throbbing cock grinded against her ass as I unbuttoned her shirt and squeezed her 38DD tits. Her nipples were the size of g****s and she moaned loudly as I pinched and pulled on them. Without turning around she reached behind her unzipped my jeans and pulled out my cock. She moaned louder. You cock your head curiously, not knowing what it is, but receiving correspondence like this often, you don't give it a second thought and take the envelope from her hand. Ripping open the end, you pull out a tri-folded piece of paper. Upon unfolding the paper, a plastic card falls out. You pick it up, and still holding it in your hand, read the words on the page. It simply gives a time, a hotel name with address and a room number. The smile on your face grows, as does the spark in your belly,.