’He looked around her room, delighted at how feminine it was. As a guy he couldn't quite understand the need for all the bright pastel colors, frill... decorations and girly nick-knacks.He stood up and walked around her bed, letting his hands touch and explore the clothes strewn about.He stepped out into the hallway and looked down towards the bathroom, listening to the sounds of the shower; he realized he would still be waiting for a while, again. He sighed and decided to head down to the. It was only then that I remembered I had to have something in my asshole at the same time and that I had to say, "Fuck Me. Fuck me. I Love It. I Love It" 10 times.Oh, it felt wonderful, so very wonderful. I rested myself against the stall-dividing wall, leaned back and closed my eyes. I tried to visualize I was being fucked standing up by a big man with a huge hard cock. He was fucking me hard and fast and he kept saying over and over, "Now, Now, Now!" No matter what I did in my head, it would. I then saw her chat to the older people by the pool and wave to her kids. Again she spoke in Spanish, then she walked slowly and sensuously around the pool.I swivelled off the sun bed and grabbed by book, keys and towel to indicate that I was leaving. I had to grab my towel, it was the only thing that was preventing the whole pool-side from seeing my raging hard-on.I followed her as best I could. I rounded the corner and made my way up the steps. She was waiting at the top for me. Once she had. Ah the feeling.. Excited me immediately. Even during dinner she had to grab spices off the top shelf. She sat on the counter to motion her way down. She spread her legs a little wider than usual and the were a different set of panties. She had just showered right before I prepped the dinner table. Everything seemed so well. I left a note in her drawer. Somewhat a ransom note. A list of instructions to get her vibrator back. That night I timed it perfectly to be an hour or so before she usually.