She was about to dig an elbow into his gut when she had a better idea. She looked down at his tented trunks. Yeah, he was very "happy".She turned her ...ody to his and dug a hand down the front of his shorts. That definitely took him off guard. She gripped his shaft tightly. He was fully hard and pulsating. A bubble of pre-cum spread across her wrist.Stacy shuddered. She'd wanted to shock and tease her husband but her bold move had backfired on her. Jared's member was hot, firm and throbbing,. I nodded.“Need anything?”I shook my head.“You know where to find me.” She smiled at me and popped back outside, leaving me alone with my unconscious husband. Again.Watching my husband lie there, unresponsive, slowly worsening, was, without a doubt, the worst thing I’d ever experienced. His fever started coming on stronger, taking more of the healing potion to keep at bay, with shorter periods of relief in between. He alternated sweating through his clothes with shivering uncontrollably, his. Greg watched intently. I closed my eyes and threw my head back. It took only a couple of minutes before I was moaning as my orgasm over-whelmed me. “Ooh yes yes yes” I squealed. “Brute down” said Greg and he stopped licking me. “If you are ready we can go to the next level”. I was still shaking and I nodded enthusiastically. “Yes Greg I want him” I said. “What do you want Stella. Tell me what you want”. I didn’t hesitate “I want to be fucked Greg. I want to be his bitch. Please don’t tease me”. Everything else was checked through to Zermatt with the railroad. There the hotel porter would claim her baggage for her and bring it over to the hotel. They went to the Swissair baggage claim and retrieved their things, taking them only the few feet required to reach the railroad baggage checking facility. Then they went down to the railroad station below the Zurich airport and boarded their train for Brig.As they ate lunch in the dining car, the train wound through the mountains that.