( ¥ ) ( ¥ ) ( ¥ )Lars walked through the lobby after checking in. He was heading to the elevators, to drop off his luggage. He had scheduled a meet...ng with the resort manager later that day. The last time he was here, he was with the first and only woman he’d loved. He had taken her cherry on their second day of college. They had been almost inseparable until the start of Sophmore year. He had gotten drunk and done something stupid.Now he was a year older and much wiser. As he strode through. I’d admire their muscled bodies heaving and sweating in unloading and then piling up the bales. And they looked at petite and pretty me in my housedress all innocent, the breeze blowing the soft fabric to outline my lithe body. Their looks were lascivious and made me sweat, too…my own feminine secretions cooling my thighs, if you know what I mean…juicy wetness making me shiver and feel naughty, the air cooling me down there. Their smiles let me know what they were thinking and I smiled right. His ass is all wet, hot, and sweaty from the thick blanket and the heating was turned on high. Mmmmm I could smell his sweaty asshole, it smells so good. I started to finger his asshole a little bit and he woke up, he wanted to sleep but I wanted to fuck. I buried my nose inside of it and I licked it, it smells so nice and tastes sweeter than sugar. I moved him over a bit and got on the bed, I put my old wrinkled cock in between his warm sweaty young ass cheeks. It feels so warm, I want to go. Jedes Mal wenn ich Petra sah, wie zufällig ihre Haut berührte oder sie mich ansprach, wurde mir jedoch heiß und kalt. Ich wollte es zunächst nicht wahrhaben und versuchte sogar, Petra aus dem Weg zu gehen. Meine Gefühle verwirrten mich. Ich schloss jetzt neuerdings die Badezimmertür ab, wenn ich auf dem Klo saß oder duschte. Wenn ich ihre Nummer auf dem Display sah, nahm ich das Telefon einfach nicht ab. Wann immer es ging, war ich mit meinen Kumpels unterwegs und hielt Petra so gut es ging auf.