"You are right." He spoke softly. "Forgive me for mentioning him." Tarifa saw the flash of shame in his eyes and a pang of hurt touched her."Isra ... ...I'm sorry." Tarifa spoke."Give me my pants." He said quickly. "You do not need to see me like this any longer."Tarifa picked them up and held them out to him, this time avoiding where her eyes wanted to go, and she rose to her feet as he pulled his pants up. She watched as he pulled his boots over and began returning them to his feet. "Isra .... I watched him unleash that cock from his black slacks on his way into the adjoining one. He audibly continued to play with it once he closed the door and I just smiled. I also knew of my need to see more than just his hand on it, so I knelt before the hole in the wall and wagged my tongue out. He shook that cock at my tongue; seethed as he slapped it across it. I groaned for more and he quickly sent it through to me. I eagerly opened my mouth wide to make absolute sure it accommodated his seven. I told him I wasn’t fragile and he laughed and said, maybe we’d get to test that out another time. We made out and explored each other for some time before he moved to my cock. I’d had guys go down on me in hotel rooms and done the same for them, but Philip was incredible. He was slow at the right times and faster when he needed to be, keeping me on the edge. Seemingly too soon I felt myself tighten and warned him I wasn’t going to last much longer.He pulled off me and stroked me expertly, my. It’s not fair to anyone if we keep changing our minds.” I smiled at my amazing wife, knowing she was being diplomatic again. What she meant was it wasn’t fair to her and Francis if I kept changing my mind. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was just after five a.m. on Saturday morning when Sue had posed her final question and told me to take my time deciding. We were both wiped out by all the highs and lows of the night and so we slept like babes, waking just before lunch.