When it was time for lunch, Helen got up to retire to her room. “Oh ..so soon ?”, said Mary, disappointed.“We have the rest of the week to get t... know each other better”, answered Helen.“I would….”, began Mary but she didn’t have the chance to finish her sentence. Helen lifted Mary’s chin with her hand and planted a wet kiss on her full reddish lips. Then she grabbed her walker and left.----------------------------------------- . She shifted her legs and put her wet pussy on top of my shaft as I lay under my wife. Then she grabbed my cock and put the tip of it on her swollen clit. She turned her head towards mine and we started kissing passionately again.“Let me put it inside my cunt, you Motherfucking bastard. I think in your mind you will be fucking your mother when you are fucking me.”I kissed her again as she ground her clit harder against my cock. It did not take us long to burry my cock deep in her wet cunt. I. Itarrived and a woman from the hotel was on it. I stepped on, nodded helloand turned away. She responded, saying "hello."Then out I went into the lobby. Nobody said a word, although therestaurant hostess nodded hello. Did she realize anything? Did she care?Then I went out the front door of the hotel, and guess what, I felt arelease of tension that was so palpable it was as if an anvil had beenremoved from shoulders. Next, I walked roughly half a mile to Sephora,where I had an appointment for a. I was reluctant, not because I didn’t want her to see my bare pecker, but because I sort of like the feel of the panties and now that she was digging in my suitcase I knew my tighty whitey underwear would be next. Aunt Rose picked through the case with her back towards me, seemed pleased with what she saw, and then turned around.“I will get a cloth to clean you up, don’t move from that spot Laura.” Aunt Rose went to the bathroom and returned with a soft washcloth and cleaned the creamy white.