She does and I firmly grab her ass, lifting her up. With one hand holding her up, I take the other and pull her thong to the side, exposing her damp, ...ald snatch. My cock is primed to get back inside her and I don’t hesitate sliding it in. She bites on her lower lip as I slide every inch into her.“Mmmm,” she moans.I pull back and start thrusting, her body pinned up against the wall and her legs wrapped around my waist.“Oh god, fuck me,” she moans harder, “Yes, yes!”I carry her over to the. When I did, I found Cathy’s panties laid out on my pillow with a condom and a note. The note read: “Smell my panties, jerk off in this condom, and then bring the condom to me in the morning after Bill goes to play golf with his buddies. Keep the panties.”I did just that. I could not believe how wonderful her pussy smelled on those panties. I had visions of her naked running through my head when I fired off several good blasts of cum. I had never seen Cathy naked but I had seen her in a bikini. I would watch as the twin halves of her peach started to push upwards to receive my soothing touch. A little more oil? - Why the hell not! This time, I think, dribbled into the cleft. My fingers would then trace the same oily path as they delved deeper between those luscious round cheeks. I would hear her gasp as they finally made contact with that sexy little button, and she started to buck, like a bronco with a burr under its saddle. Then would come her compliance, her acceptance. I would. I dropped the robe l at the sifde of the bed and lay face down, modestly draping the towel over my bottom.He was a genuine masseur and rubbed and kneaded my muscles in a most delightful way. We chatted as he worked on me and my champagne and strawberries arrived. I told him to call the waiter in and to pour a glass of champagne for me. I signed his book (wrote the room number) and as I was raised on my elbows, asked him to hold the glass while I took a drink and then to feed me with a few.