It was time to move on, time to think about me once more, time to look to the future. I studied myself in the mirror once more and decided that I didn...��t look bad for a woman of 41. Okay, bigger boobs would be nice, but at least everything was still perky and I had a trim waist and slim long legs. Perhaps someone would love me again? I hung up my towel and headed to the bedroom to get dressed and think about fixing myself some dinner and finding a good book to read. I spent the following morning. Jen came into my bedroom that night, just as I was stepping into my pyjama bottoms, and ostentatiously ogled Gustav, who of course responded to her admiration in his own inimitable way. I put him away before he could get us into very much trouble, as Mum and Dad were still up and about, and might just pop into one of our rooms to tell us something.I put on my pyjama top and got under my quilt, and Jen sat down on the side of my bed in her long nightie, looking very desirable in my eyes. Our. Letting the tender kiss subside, he allowed one of my hands to drop to my side and began pulling me along the street with the other, I didnt object, just let him pull me back toward our hotel. Inserting the room key into the lock I nudged the door open with my hip, towing Jamie in behind me. The door clicked shut behind us, swivelling me round, he pressed me up against the door, his towering 6 foot form bent to reach down to my ear, I promise, if you want me to stop I will. Sex isnt everything.. ? Meanwhileyour other hand moves swiftly to my other nipple and with a sudden force, pulldown the lace bra and begin roughly to tweak and twist my erect, burning nipples.The sudden movement and feel of your warm hands shot an electric current frommy nipple to my pussy and I suddenly gushed, as you continue to increasepressure on both your hands and mouth."Look, the bitch is creaming" laughs one of your boys. At this point,you stop, grin evilly, and montion to your boys tolift me off the chair.