....The wind howled around the caravan, rain beat on the windows but the sound it was making on the roof threatened to drown out the cries of our love...making. Rachel's small cock was tucked inside the leather panty front of the strapon that was working it's way in and out of my ass. I was lost in a world of ecstasy as I looked beyond Rachels pretty face to the skylight in the roof above. Twisting and turning her body between my splayed legs Rachel reeked revenge upon my ass for the years of. I hungrily tongued her inviting pussy. She had pushed her pussy deeper into my face. “Now its your turn”, she said hungrily. She had raised one of her legs onto the edge of the bed, helping her to easily part her love mound. Her left hand now at the back of my head making me grind my face into her pussy. Her right rubbing my semi-hard cock. My left hand was massaging her stiff exposed nipples, she’d already taken off her blouse. She began gyrating her hips as my tongue delved deep into her. The manager introduced me as a prostitute for the hotel. He told them that I was already entertaining guests. We moved towards another group and the same introduction went on. But this group was a little bolder. They cross-questioned the manager and he answered them well.I was so embarrassed with the description the manager was giving to them about me. One of them asked whether he could feel my boobs and the manager nodded his head. He came in front of me and grabbed both boobs and pressed them. It was a joyous occasion particularly since the unhappiness of the Day. Ted even made it over to smile and kiss my bride on the cheek. The only slight flaw was Janice. Ed had not asked to marry her though they were sleeping together nightly. Something was wrong there but I didn't know what. I think that maybe she wanted Shirley's joy with a formalizing of her relationship.Talking to Shirley later, I found that I was partly right. We had some time to ourselves in the early evening. She asked me,.