Alan leaned over from his stool and traced a finger down my cleavage. He had big hands with big thumbs. That was promising.One of those hands had crep... inside my top and was massaging a boob when there was a quiet rap on the door.“Room service,” a voice said.“Come on in,” Alan called out, and I heard the passkey zip the door. Alan didn’t remove his hand from my breast until the waiter had wheeled the cart into the narrow kitchen. The waiter was a blond teenager wearing a slightly too-large. To fuck her ass with all I had. I grabbed her ass and pumped her harder and harder. As I pumped her I suddenly felt something hard hitting my ass. I looked back and there was her husband Brian. Stranding behind me with his cock out and aiming for my ass. Becky said hello to her husband and welcome home. I did not stop what I was doing because I was confused and all sexed up. Brian came up behind me tells me that if I were going to fuck his wife that he was going to have to fuck me. I didn't say. More

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