Following a swipe of the keycard, I pushed the bedroom door open and stumbled in. Case dumped on the bed, heels gratefully kicked off, I padded around... the bedroom in my stockinged feet, feeling better already. The hotel room was much like any other and within two minutes, I had the kettle on and the bath running, a generous dollop of the complimentary bath soak creating a mountain of bubbles I was already looking forward to soaking under. The water pressure was more efficient than the kettle. In no time he was pounding her pussy at full tilt and soon Clare was taking her second load as Steven buried his cock as far in her as he could. They lay exhausted catching their breath until I asked if it was my turn. Clare smiled and walked over to me before kneeling down and sucking my cock. When I was ready I leant her over the bed and starting fucking her. As I did this she reached out and started slowly working Steven back to hardness. She took him in her mouth and i pounded her till she. Took a while to find my correct size; I like them tight not no so tight I fall out of them. Some were so big they looked my something my grandma would wear. I now have collected a nice stash of panties: thongs, boy shorts, cheekies and bikinis.Next thing I got into wearing was pantyhose and then stockings. I have just everyday pantyhose, fishnet but what I love the most are the lacy-top stockings. I have about a dozen pairs. I have a few skirts that I bought and a few blouses also.Heels are the. She took some honey and poured it in my balls and penis and gave a soft massage and I never felt such massage in my life.Then she slowly got her tongue near my balls and licked the honey with her tongue tip and used her tongue tip in my penis and that was a best blow job in my life and my heart beat was raising and I couldn’t control myself and immediately got up and pulled her toward me and got her in the massage table in my thighs and kissed her in lips hard and hugged her and she pushed me.