’ Cherie was rooted to the floor. The Swans were attracted to her. This was the first she’d ever heard of this. Wow. Terry Swan was all muscle, fr...om head to toe. Swimming every day, the ex-Hockey player turned sportscaster had salt & pepper hair and he was a sharp dresser. Even casual, his clothes reflected good taste and he had a rugged look that Cherie had to admit, she found very appealing. Kristina Swan, once Kristina Jarvis, was 10 years her husband’s junior. A former model, she was as. Completely vulnerable. My cock was aching in anticipation of what was about to happen.As she lay there sleeping, Steve stood over her, pulled out his cock and started stroking. He then rubbed his cock on her breast through the nylon nightgown. Then he knelt down along side the bed and started playing with her nipple as he stoked his 8” cock. I watched, jerking my own cock, as his hand slowly pulled back the covers to expose her panty clad hairy pussy. The bastard had been watching us! He did. I looked down at the pool of my cum juices on the bench and smeared over my thighs. I stood up, looked down at her kneeling at my feet and told her, “Clean me up. Use that tongue of yours to lick me clean.”I stood, legs parted and watched as she crawled beneath me and ran her tongue along my thighs, licking the juices as she slurped and licked my thighs, ass and pussy clean. Finally, she finished and sat back on her heels.“Now the bench,” I ordered as I reached for my clothes. I watched her. I some how managed to reach the resort safely and we went it our room which I had booked earlier. As soon as we reached inside we were like two snakes trying to eat each other out. We clawed in and removed our clothes in record time and we were in a 69 position instantly. She was sucking my penis as though she as thirsty sailor who had not had water for months.She was taking my cock deep inside her velvet mouth and rolling her tongue all over my cock. My tongue was running wild inside her.