We have spoken for days on the phone and typed books to each other over the course of our relationship. Words have little value now overpowered by the... sensuality denied by our usual continental separation. Her pleasure is my joy and I can’t help responding to her proximity.We arrive and check in.Later in the room we are finally alone...We have dreamed of and planed this moment for ages. But will the reality match the fantasy? I run a bath for us as I feel grubby from the long flight. Standing. The clumsy, hands-free blow-job I administered on my knees wasn’t one of my best, but I loved every second of it. Chris seemed pleased too if the moaning noises coming from above me were genuine. After a few minutes of bobbing up and down, he took my head between his hands, held it firmly and began to slowly fuck my mouth.The sensation of helplessness was amazing; I could feel myself lubricating for all I was worth!I loved it even more when he lifted me onto the bed and laid me on my back. My. There was no light. I knew that we will be sleeping again in thin clothes. As the day was really tiring she immediately went to sleep after changing the clothes. But there was no sign of sleep on my side for that night. After a while when I noticed her, she was wet again with sweat and showing her body. As I was alone that night I thought of doing something. I placed my hand on her tummy and kept still for sometime. Then I started to move my hand on her tummy. She didn’t reacted. Then after. He'sputting his dick in her pussy, and they're thrusting like porn stars.Does that make you happy?"Maria was giggling out of control. "Mom said dick," she kept repeating."See here," my father said. "You can't have sex with my daughter." Not just sex," Rock said. "Good sex. Great sex. Screaming the Lord'sname in vain sex."Joan was beet red. She turned to Maggie. "How could you." Forget that," Maria said. "How did you? I mean, doggie-style?Missionary? Sixty-nine?" All of that," Rock said, calmly..