As you recall, Bonnie is a middle-aged woman - in a less-than-wonderful marriage. Her husband, by her account, is a "climb-on, grunt and groan, and ro...ll off" kind of guy. As she acknowledged after our encounter, she was ripe for and open to a "different" experience - and I happened to come along.At any rate, shortly after checking into my hotel last night, I received a call on my mobile phone (I gave her my number to use if she wished to do so). It was Bonnie. She didn't say much, other than to. It pressed against the fabric of my jeans.Flopping down on my bed I released the zipper on my jeans. My boner sprung out, tingling with the anticipation of what would happen in a few hours. I began stroking it but forced my hand away as I was approaching orgasm. I wanted to be as horny as possible for mom’s first daily service of my dick.I could barely concentrate on my studies the next couple of hours. The thoughts of what my mom would be wearing flooded my mind. How would she suck it? With. You nasty little clock glutton.” Then she went back to licking herself. The whole thing was bizarre to witness and to be honest, it scared me a bit. But at the same time, the out of control depravity of what I was witnessing was intensely erotic. She continued talking to her vagina while she was eating herself out so I couldn’t make out what she was saying all that clearly except for occasional words and phrases like, “cheating fuck hole” and, “stretching my married cunt” and various things of. . Maybe she can plan and let me know it by morning. Later that night, at chronicles, around 3 am,I noticed that a woman was lonely and she was high on some energy too! Just moving her hips to the beats with eyes closed and head turning around! Hands in the air! She wore a one piece until her mid thighs, beautiful face and sexy looks all over. I just went nearer to her and kept dancing and just smiled to her and just when she smiled too and just then some stranger too noticed her and he fucking.