Laurie took the tray from the porter and winked knowingly at him, his mouth open and twitching slightly as though a thousand words had become log-jamm...d in his larynx and each was fighting to be the one that made it out. She turned and flicked the door closed before he had the chance to dazzle her with his smooth and confident wit, knowing he would probably replay the encounter for years, each time trying a new combination in his head that would end with the two of them in an illicit tryst.But. She let out a few soft moans and her whole body began to shake all over. "Oh baby...Oh baby...I'm coming… Oooh... Mmmmm!" That was all I heard her say and to give herself more leverage or something, she wrapped her arms and legs around my body tightly squeezing her pussy against my thigh. Then she squeezed as hard as she could and I suddenly felt something warm and silky squirting all over my groin. She was cumming again! She had tasted so sweet before, and was way more delicious that. But before I had time to look or reason through it, he thrusted hard and did not retreat, holding my head against his pelvis. There was a split second pause where I remember thinking ‘What’s this about?’, then a began to feel warm liquid spraying my throat with a good deal of force behind it. I was in shock, first of all I didn’t even know it could spray and second, I didn’t know anyone could produce this much semen. In fact, after quite a few shots I was convinced that he was in fact. I'm talking sex swings in the closet ready to hang from hooks, straps already tied and hidden under the bed and one of those tantra chairs in the bedroom. We went out to dinner and came back to the cabin. At the same time we were pulling up another car pulled in front of us. They got out walked up to the door and opened it with their own key. I was puzzled as hell and asked whats going on here? The man replied that this is their cabin. I explained we had rented it for the week. Long story short.