I went online and got a plane ticket back to Portland, I had the next 3 days off at the clinic anyway. Then I called a locksmith and had the locks cha...nged to my house. To be frank, I was angry inside. Jon is one of the owners of the Hotel and Casino, there are 1600 rooms. He instead chose to use my house, my bedroom. Yes, Jon has been living with me at the house for some time, so even having sex with some trinket wasn’t too bad. But my bedroom? I called a taxi to the airport, I was in Portland. " Lynn said. "Well, just slide it in for minute that is all. I am married. Don't cum inside me. Only a minute." Lynn said as she re positioned herself on a rock and spread her legs. I walked over and slid my cock easily into her, the feeling was amazing. She was so wet and tight. I started to move my cock back and fourth. We both started to breath heavy. Lynn held me tight with arms and legs wrapped around me. Her pussy seemed to tighten as I pulled my back as if to was trying to keep me inside. Taking her by the hand, Tommy led her to his front door, unlocked the door, and opened it. “I can only hope there’s no underwear lying on the floor. But, welcome to my home.”Elizabeth took a few steps inside before she stopped to let her eyes study Tommy’s home. She observed that it was quite large for a one-bedroom apartment. It had a designated dining area and a large living room. There was a balcony overlooking the pool. A doorway on the back wall led to the spacious bedroom and master. This was him. This was everything she needed to know. She was afraid her pussy was going to start gushing like the bathtub faucet. Then he stopped. “It’s time,” he said. “Come with me.” He took her by the hand and led her up the stairs. She followed on trembling legs. When he brought her to his room and sat her down on the bed, she felt relieved to be able to sit again. He sat beside her, his stiff cock jutting upward as he put his arm around her. “I feel nervous,” she told him. “I know..