"I'll be there in a minute, just keep the cunts quiet while I get the silver and any other shit worth taking," he calls back."You fucking panty boy ho...mo gutless prick, you should see yourself you silly old fat tranny," he sneers at me and laughs."At least you wife ain't as ugly as you, you fag hag." I just sit there stunned on the bed as he pulls open my wife's skirt and slides his hand up her thigh.Now I know this is going go to go from bad to worse as Frank comes back in the room."Looks like. Today at 1.50pm, i had a knock on the door and who should be standing there but %%%%% (name protected). i was totally shocked but pleasantly happy as she was wearing this very low cut top just covering her nipples, tight jeans and smelling like a rose garden. needless to say i gave her a huge hug and i invited her in. we immediately started talking. i made her a coffee and as she spoke, i could see her flushed cheeks which made her ever so radiant. i couldn't take my eyes off her or should i. We got back to my room, and I offered her another drink (I always have my own bottle with me as I travel). "Can I take off my shoes?" she asked."You can take off whatever you want," I smiled in reply. She grinned at me."Can I take your shoes off too?" You can take off whatever you want." You could tell the booze was talking for me. She smiled and slid first one slender foot from her stilletto, and then the other. Then she knelt down at my feet, her face so close to my crotch, and unlaced each. I put my hand on Karine's belly as Tom fucked up into me in a perfect rhythm. I slid my hand down and around under her thigh, holding her leg open for Patrick. Her delicate legs up in the air and small feet with cute toes and pink nail polish flapping with every thrust was making me even wetter. With one hand now free, Patrick reached up and cupped my breast. I clenched my pussy walls a little as I caressed Karine's leg and let Patrick explore my breasts. Tom squeezed my ass cheek in return. I.