Like that night they had spent in a small airport in Iowa. Both agreed that was the single worst night of the whole trip. Even not getting home tonigh... didn't top that one."You bought me breakfast this morning. This is my way of repaying you."Peter smiled at the younger woman and then led the way into the office to check in and get their room key. As they had told him on the phone, they had only one room left. Peter used his company credit card to pay for the room and the two trudged across the. "You have nice smooth legs," I said as I ran my fingers up the backs of them, "they suit a shorter skirt, though." You looked at me all innocently, "I don't know what you mean," you said, with your eyes going wide with mock unknowingness. I started to stroke further up your leg, around your perfect knee and up the front of your thigh. "What I mean is, you have such lovely legs, Andrea, that this skirt hides too much of them. Legs like this were made to be admired."I'm not sure which of us was. She told me to not worry and for me to cum when ever I wanted. Then she twitched her cunt muscles and I exploded pumping a huge load deep into her pussy. She moaned as my cock pumped. When I finished she told me I could stay inside her for as long as I wanted. My cock got hard again and I started to fuck her. Soon I was fucking mom good and fast and then pushed into her as deep as I coud and came again. Mom told me she could teach me alot and that I could fuck her any time I wanted as long as. A little like my upright soldier who is now prodding happily into your butt cheeks.You turn round in my arms and raise them round my neck as you grab me to you, your breasts squashing sexily between us. You lift one leg around my waist and 'He' instantly finds the crease of you entrance, sliding along it in the slipperiness of your juices where I'll be going with him in a minute.We kiss, wetly. Water running down us, such a sexy feeling.I kiss my way down to your wonderful breasts, suckling on.