’ ‘I’m sorry sweetheart…..’ his heart broke at her mournful statement, the guilt flooding through him, ‘I’m so sorry…..here Suzy…can...you stand up?’ Helping her up from the bed he guided her over to the bathroom and into the shower. She stood dutifully like a child whilst he washed her, cleaning her hair, her body, removing the sour smell, the dirt and all the while talking to her to reassure her. Placing her in his bed, a towel wrapped around her hair, he then went into the kitchen, to warm up. “I love watching you.”“Shhhh ... let him sleep...”“You should be rewarded for being so considerate...” she slid down in the bed.I was very rewarded. Kissed just before my own slumber, tasting myself on her lips.We made it through another night with no particular goal nor itinerary. I think that’s part of the magic in our lifestyle. Our affections flow as freely as the hours we spend together.When we woke, though, it seems like we all had the same goal in mind – the home marina. We made short. She looked amazingly inviting for a very annoyed little lady. I rolled over and slipped one hand underneath her into her still wet pussy to wet my fingertips.She moaned slightly but didn't move. I pulled out my hand and used her juices to lube up her asshole as she willingly spread her creamy white ass cheeks. I spread her legs and got in between them before deciding to take a quick taste. Her asshole now smelled and tasted as sweet as her wonderful cunt. The aroma and taste of her perfect ass. These cell phone calls are expensive, why don't we meet and discuss this over breakfast?"I don't think so, Karl." There's a diner on Main near 77, do you know it?" I've eaten there!" CURIOUS seemed surprised that we had the same breakfast place in common. So was I really."Good, I'll be there in twenty minutes. I'm wearing beige slacks, a light blue polo shirt and a white painter's cap. I'll get a booth. If you decide to join me, introduce yourself as "Phil" and lay a copy of the paper that's.