“I wonder why,” Jake said. “Beginner’s luck?”“It doesn’t work that way with horses,” the guide said.“Show off,” Julie whispered fr...m behind him.Jake showered and then checked his email. He found messages from Jan Harrison and Donna Glenn.Jan gave Jake a report of her visit with Marsha Schaff. Marsha had had a rough week, but she had managed to finish writing the account of her ordeal. Her emotions were raw and her spirits were down. On the other hand, she had been able to go out in public. The first lad stood up as Donna unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down he took them off his cock was standing up poking through his undies. Donna ran her hand up and down him and he moaned, a couple of minutes later and his pants were down as Donna dipped his 5” into her mouth. The other guy was pulling her knickers to one side as his tongue licked her clitoris.She was moaning and knowing my wife like I do I knew she was very close to climaxing. Then suddenly she let go of the lads cock laid. We did not travel far, just down the road to the nearest hotel. The place wasn't the greatest, but I did not care. Our hands were all over each other as we quickly checked in. We nearly raced up the staircase to our rented room.I was barely through the door when I was pressed firmly against the wall. His lips found mine in a desperate need. I found myself melting into his waiting arms, as his mouth pillaged my face, then down my neck and throat. A deep moan escaped me as his hands bared my. Now that you’ve seen all of me, you won’t think of me as just another piece of office equipment.”“No, I’ll think of you as a fantastic piece of ass,” he quipped. “But don’t worry, I won’t cross the line at the office. I never mix business with pleasure.”“Hmmm, maybe I’ll ask Libby if you can take me to lunch once in a while.” She wiggled under him. “Better let me up, darling, I feel your cum dribbling down my pussy, and I hate to sleep in the wet spot.”She took him into the bathroom and.