When it hit me again, I scooted back into the wall. The next time I rolled over and faced the wall. Why didn’t I close the shades last night? Hell. ... wasn’t even sure how I got to bed. I was so drunk. And now I was so hung over.I hugged the wall and tried to find a cool spot on my pillow to lay my head. You’d think in a hotel this expensive the bed would be a little farther from the wall so you could walk around it. The thought of walking made my stomach turn. If I could stand up, I could make. “Wahoo!” He turned round to face them. Margaret was sitting by herself on a two-seater swing sofa, and the other two were lying on separate sun-loungers. He was now wearing just a thong which covered his genitalia. He was facing me when he dropped the thong and put his legs apart, so that they could see his balls dangling from behind. “Wow!” He turned round to face them. “Wow! Have you got golf balls in there?” I hadn’t really noticed before how big his balls were, I’d only focused on. By time she got to my nipples I was starting to get aroused again and when she got to my hips, Herman was at attention. I reached down and started to rub her shoulders and neck, but then she went on down to my feet and started up again. She left my dick for last and then just took her time and felt every bit from the balls to the tip. ‘If you keep that up I may have an accident Diane.’ ‘Oh we wouldn’t want that,’ she stood up ‘which way to the shower?’ I took hold of her upper arm and steered. The last time we had actually had sex was almost three weeks ago. I had just returned home from demonstrating the new avionics at the Army Aviation Center at Fort Rucker, Alabama. It had been a long week of lectures, meetings, and demonstration flights for the instructor pilots who would be training the aircrews on the new system.Gloria was just coming out of the shower, having arrived home before I did. As soon as I got in the door, she had grabbed me, dragging me into the bedroom.Giggling,.