I told him that was fine, but I was going. I wrapped myself in a towel and got ready to go out to the hot tub in in my birthday suit. I told hubby to ...ome out and rub my shoulder and try to do it as good as his brother had done it last night. He looked at me in surprise and said what? I told him your brother has great hands and he had better do a good job tonight. His brother had a big smile on his face and he looked down at the floor. I think he was wondering if we had done more,,,,I got in. There’s a guy behind you over by the window that’s been following us. I’ve seen him a few times this week in different places. Is he one of your guys?”“Brown hair, mole on his right cheek, wearing a blue polo shirt?”, Ewan asked.I nodded and relaxed a little.“No, he’s not one of our guys. He’s Russian.”Harry choked and coughed on his drink.I was horrified. “Shit. You don’t mean...” I was about to say the three little letters that personified Soviet scariness, but Ewan quickly told me not to as. Like each of her sisters she had seen his beautiful organ up close many times. She had seen it hard and powerful, and soft and flaccid.What she joyfully held in her hand was the former.Gina’s body had become a bit more voluptuous after she had her first baby. Her hips were a little wider and she was rounding out into a perfect copy of her mother; a point that was not missed by his eyes or by the erection in Gina’s hand. She was kneading the hot flesh in her hand just like she had done so many. At the last moment possible she slid her dress over her head and I put my shorts on. Back in the room she showered and then we sat and talked. She asked how I was feeling and I told her it was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. She asked if I was upset that another guy had fucked her and I said it was the exact opposite … I was so proud of her and that watching another guy fuck her made me love her even more .. it showed that other guys fancied her. We ordered room service for lunch and my wife.