"What would we have time to do?" Kim wanted to know."A good dinner," Tess said."A good hotel," I said."We could see a play." Or a ballgame." But then ...we would arrive at the tournament very late on Tuesday, correct?" Kim said."True," I said. "We'd have to leave the bus out here in the boonies somewhere -- you're not going to catch me driving this thing in Manhattan! And we'd have to drive back here to get it again, on Tuesday morning. Just to Boston, from New York, is over 200 miles, and Boston. ”“Maybe we should,” she replied. I picked up her briefs and held them out to her. “No thanks. I feel like going commando.”We headed for a hill near the entrance to the condo complex. “What are your thoughts?” I asked.“Wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it would be. Once I got used to the sensations I kinda liked it. I liked feeling you push the nozzle into me and the surge of water.”“I have heard some say that a finger or other object in your anus is relaxing.”“Maybe...”“Did you find it. I pinched the other while I had one in my mouth. She moaned as I slowly made my way down to her sweet pussy. Tiny hairs were starting to grow on her tiny mound and they tickled my face as I began to kiss her outer lips. I spread her lips with my fingers and I began my assault on her tiny clit. I could smell the fuck that she had earlier on them. The smell was so pungent it made me hard immediately, but I continued to focus on her. I licked her hard clit first slowly then I picked up speed. Finally, she got up, slipped on a robe, and went downstairs. She found Rod, sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching TV. He glared at her when she walked in. Lise sat down on a chair opposite her husband. ‘Rod, we need to talk,’ she said. Rod, a perturbed look on his face, glowered at her. ‘Talk about what?’ he said. ‘You gonna get on my case about sex again?’ ‘No, not about that. We need to talk about us,’ Lise replied. ‘What about us?’ Rod snapped. ‘You know, Rod, I’ve been asking.