She reached down and stroked my dick as she made her way down my chest with her mouth. She started to take me into her mouth once again and Sherrie sa...id “Hey, I think it’s my turn?” “Oh yeah, sorry. Do you mind if I stick around and watch?” “No I don’t. As a matter of fact you can help with his “Surprise” if you want.”“If it involves pleasure, I’m in!” was Donna’s reply.As Sherrie walked the bedside table and took out a huge dildo, a tube of KY and smiled at me. It was bigger than Roger, maybe. Very few details were exchanged. I let you work out the details. The hotel room is gorgeous and although I am excited, I am also nervous. When you arrive I'm still getting ready so you lay on the bed and watch as I slowly strip off my black dress, undo my corset, slide down my stockings, undo my bra. I can see your obvious hardening cock. Slip off my black g string which is soaking wet. I am standing before you naked, my heart pounding. You invite me onto the bed, hugging me close and kissing. Just then Mum came back into the room with the Coffees; seeing the agitated state of Harry she asked if he was alright as he looked like he had seen a ghost; Harry asked if she had anything stronger than coffee in the house and was politely told no."I take it Ray here has told of the evidence he found?" She asked.Nervously both Sally and Harry nodded; before Sally said, "Yes but Susan, the evidence is yours surely and so you should be the one to decide what to do with it?"Mum answered, "Well. Don’t get me wrong, I was fine with that too. But I always preferred it when we made love. You know why. You know precisely why. It’s been nearly two years since we last even spoke with each other. Things ended badly. It’s hard to be friends, then become lovers, and then try to go back to being just friends. Especially when one of the lovers is married. So things ended. And now, two years later, all that are left are memories. You’ve moved on. You’re engaged now, in fact. I’ve moved on too. But.