Aimee stood tall, turned to face him, and wrapped her arms around his back. She whispered into his ear. I don?t know what she said but he was laughing... and shaking his head no. She persisted in getting her point across to him and then Aimee moved away slightly and stood nodding slowly. The man shrugged his shoulders and resumed the sexual dance. Aimee again gyrated her hips and pushed her ass against his crotch. Next, I noted as his black hands grasped her waist and moved up along her sides. At the moment, it was leaning over in the corner against the wall. Looking at it, he smiled as he remembered the old song he used to play for her, when they had first fallen in love, back in the springtime of their younger years."I could never be lonely, I could never be blue, I travel through life if only.I have my old guitar and you..."How she loved that song, he thought, smiling in fond remembrance. And, how I loved singing it to her. Ah, well... , as they say, time changes everything.During. Another motel next to mine had a parking lot that my balcony would offer a very good view to. After an hour or so, and most of the bottle of wine, a construction truck pulled into the parking lot. Three guys got out and grabbed their bags and all to head to their rooms. Just when I thought I'd gone unnoticed, one turned toward me as he walked.....he didn't say or do anything, but I was fairly sure I'd been seen. A half hour or so later I saw the same man come back out into the parking lot,. Her top was tight too and low cut revealing her cleavage. I liked how she would wiggle her ass as she leaned over to take her shot. She wiggled her ass every time almost as if she was showing it off. She came over to the side of the table where I was standing to take her next shot. I stood there with her in front of me. When she started to wiggle her ass, I move forward and she rubbed her ass one me. She looked back and smiled. Anthony also noticed and smiled too. After a couple of rounds, we.