Your calmness soothes me and arouses me to the point that my cock begins to ache from my straining erection. I move up to meet your face and kiss you....All the while your hands are unbuckling my belt and undoing my jeans like you've owned my pants longer than me. The weight of all my keys and billfold and man items help my pants fall to my ankles with a minimum of effort. I use my heels and toes to step out of my shoes and wadded up pants. Now, face to face, we kiss. You are still using the edge. Wanting to see her expressions myself I walked in and found her going around the suite touching everything she could. Through the far corner door and into the large bathroom, then around the window seat in its tower. Next was the fireplace opposite the bed and large plasma TV above. Even kneeling to run her fingers through the fake fur of the huge rug on the floor. Then turning to give me a knowing smile and wink. Opening the double doors on the left hand side and checking the view from her. As I scrolled down to the picture in the email before me, I was pleased to see that Miranda was every bit the trophy wife; blonde, young, beautiful with curves in all the right places, and a look in her eyes that screamed out sex.Her outfit had a nice fetish feel to it; a mesh of black leather straps held together with chrome rings clinging tightly to her gorgeous figure, just managing to conceal her erect nipples and her pussy.Her fantasy was pretty standard; she would tie up a naked. We fucked and she traded cocks back and forth and sucked both of us. After a while she asked if I wanted to fuck her husband, I thought why not never fucked a guy in front of a women. She opened up the drawer on the night stand and took out a medium size dildo and bottle of lube and a small bottle of Rush, she handed the bottle to her husband and he took a large sniff and handed the bottle to me I did the same. she was lubing up the dildo and slid it in her husbands ass and wiped off.