" I miss him." She said in her own defence. They pulled over at a roadside stop, to take pictures of a lake, calm and still, with the mountains refl...cted beautifully in the perfect stillness of the water. He watched her, and his heart skipped a beat. He loved her. He knew it, surely as the sun rose in the east. He thought of the evening and night ahead of them. Dare he hope that she share his feelings? Dare he hope that she love him too? Dare he hope. . .?They continued on the road. She slips them past her lips and up inside her while the other hand reaches up to grasp the top of the shower door. With one finger inside of her, she moves her thumb around so that it cover her clit, rubbing it back and forth. Gasping again, she is able to quickly propel herself up and over the edge. The orgasm this time isn't as hard as in the parking garage, but no less intense. Her mind swimming as the waves thundered through her blood. Soon, her legs give out and she lets go of the door,. ” She smiled again, then lead their way back into the main room. She indicated the master bedroom, and the in suite bathroom with the large multi-person shower, as well as the smaller bedrooms with their smaller en-suite attachments before she led them back to the main room. With a final spin around the room, she confirmed that everything was satisfactory before letting herself out, leaving Deanna and Peter standing in the middle of the room. Facing each other, they had their arms around each. The internet revealed nothing. No mention at all. I wondered if it was worth the trouble but I completed it and send it back. I didn’t hear an answer right away so I just blew it off and thought that I had been rejected by the Fantasy Fulfillment Theater.Then just before I was to leave I got an email telling me that I had been accepted. They had found a match for my fantasy. My fantasy would be fulfilled, and so would that of my partner. We wanted the same things. I looked at the card giving me.