The idea made her swoon.Once they were slick with juice, her fingers went to work on her engorged clit. The lights on the train flickered.The noise ...eemed in the confines of the tunnel seemed deafening. His pace quickened.So did hers, tormenting the hard nub as she pushed up the hill towards ecstasy. He cupped her tit and squeezed harder, thumb and forefinger rolling her taut nipple through the sheer blouse.The train rocked. Brakes squealed. Lights flashed.Their legs strained to maintain. When her plane arrived she called and gave me the hotel information of where she was staying. We agreed that when I got off my late night shift, I would drive to the hotel and sleep in her room while she was working. She’d join me in her room when she finished and we’ll go out for dinner and drinks. I made it to her hotel as we had talked about, retrieved the key she’d left at the desk for me and headed to her room. I was sleepy and tired, but first things first. I went through her bags on my. The beaches were topless, so I had no tan lines above the waist.One evening, or actually morning, at 2am, I couldn’t sleep so I went to a hot tub. The bars were closed so I took a bottle of tequila from my room with a salt shaker and limes. I lost track of time after a couple shots and was startled out of my reverie by a deep male voice.“When they say all-inclusive they mean it!” came from behind me.My eyes popped open and in front of me was a larger man, about 6’3” and 260ish. He was about mid. ‘Oh yeah, ‘ she said. ‘Consider them a gift,’ she added, pushing him on to his back and swinging her leg over his hips so that she straddled him. Her pussy was bare and warm against him, and his cock woke up and took notice. The front of his shirt opened, teasing him with glimpses of her belly and the valley between her breasts. He sat up and pushed it off her shoulders, bringing her mouth to his as it landed on the bed. ‘Thank you,’ he murmured, flipping her on her back, her legs around his.