The long, thin, black wipers came on, gently brushing them aside. "Well, we better go now, 'cuz I'm getting horny playing games with you, and I know... my love over here is getting impatient that he's not receiving any attention." She kissed Archer's lips then leaned over the seat back into his lap. Unseen by his girlfriend, he blew Kristine a kiss then waved goodbye. There was nothing romantic about it.The vehicle was just pulling away when the skies opened up and a loud thunderclap streamed. Marjorie went over to the Carousel to make some arrangements for us. She won’t be back for an hour or so and I was thinking we could…’ ‘I better not, I need to…’ ‘Suit yourself, I’ve made breakfast for you,’ she replied, nodding over to the table. ‘Well, I’m in kind of a hurry.’ ‘You’ll hurt my feelings if you don’t at least eat something.’ Glancing at the table I noticed some bacon, eggs, juice and coffee all nicely prepared. ‘Well maybe a bit of coffee,’ I said, moving to the table. ‘Okay,. I was also feeling very turned on by her slutty behaviour and was looking forward to a good shag later that night.It was late when we had finished our meal and we were the only guests left. The head waiter asked if we would like to join them for a drink in the bar area. We accepted his kind offer and I made myself comfortable at the bar while my wife sat on one of the sofas.There were four waiters plus the head waiter, all enjoying a drink with us. The conversation was becoming dirtier by the. I lay on my back, and my cock lay happily against my balls, absorbing the warmth like a lizard on a rock. The couples above me were Dutch, I could hear from their conversation. One of the women was obviously feeling sexy, you don’t have to be a rocket scientist to figure out that the way her hand was slowly moving up and down her body was suggesting that she was thinking of cocks, pussies and what they do when they come together. She was quite deliciously brown, all over, and if she lived in.