They’d come straight from practice and were in their cheerleader uniforms, both still a little sweaty.Kat grinned at Sara. “Hi, teach,” she said... closing the door with a flourish. “You know Lexi, right?”Sara nodded.“We’d like to hang out here for awhile. Maybe you could get us something to eat? And some lemonade or something, practice was tough today.” Sara found herself reflexively obeying; she had turned toward the kitchen and taken a step when Kat stopped her, looking her up and down.. Her body continued to respond to the pounding that Ben was giving and her next climax as fast approaching. Ben could feel the soft honey and cum covered walls of the slut's cunt, the sensitive head of his cock being massaged and coaxed toward his orgasm with every thrust and withdrawal. Ben was not too concerned about pleasing this whore, he was only intent on giving her a load of his hot jizz and man it was going to be soon. His face was covered in a sheen of sweat, his balls tightened and. James mused as he ran his hand through it.‘At least I kept my hair,’ he thought with a chuckle. Even into his old age his hair was thick and luxurious, never thin. He liked it, even when white, since he looked distinguished.He walked out into the corridor and decided there was no sense in washing up before jogging. It would mean he would have to wash again when he got back. He shrugged, went down to the kitchen and put his sneakers on, then quietly went out into the front yard.James stood. We took a chance and hubby decided to drive the short distance back to our hotel, with myself in the passenger seat. He took a wrong turn and I had him stop the car and fish out the street directory to find out exactly where we were.The town clock chimed on the half hour as we stopped under a street lamp to provide enough light to read the map with the window downI was doing it when a younger man came across to us and looking down through my breasts to the street directory he offered to help us.