Actually the difference was that my bedroom had decorations. There were pictures on the wall, nice little frills on the curtains, and pretty knick-kna...ks on the dressers. There were two dressers. That was a big difference.I turned my head to my right and Kim slept peacefully next to me. She was so beautiful. We were both 25 and married three years, right out of college.I lifted the covers and she was naked. Kim was a mature woman now and even more beautiful than ever. My cock hardened at the. We could return anytime in the afternoon.It was a good day for Sue and Jan. They loved the city and the Mexican-American ambiance. We stopped at the Alamo, of course, but also made two other stops to stroll the Market Square and La Villita. We tried some of the food kiosks to keep from getting hungry and the three of us enjoyed the day together. When we finally got back to the hotel, both Sue and Jan had several bags of purchases to show for their efforts.We ate late that evening, choosing the. I totally forgot that when I went up in the stairway that led to the roof to get to a private place to flog my teenage meat. For the record, unlike many (most?) American males, I was not circumcised so I had this fabulous fold of skin that improved the sensations of my manual stimulations. I did it quite often to relieve the sexual tension that regularly built up within me.This one day, I went up to the stairway just inside the roof door. I had my jeans and my underwear down and was lost in. He hung there deep inside her, rotating his hips so that his cock worked its way around her back passage, opening it up wider and wider. Then he began piledriving into her ass, his big balls slapping against dad's cock that was buried to the hilt inside her pussy. Mum looked back to see who this was burying himself so deep in her rectum. Her face and chest were still streaked with cum and her hair was wet with semen and sweat. She looked so beautiful. Charles was getting photos of her face,.