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Sex Up The Coast

... deep in her core and repeatedly pushing into her. Then she turned around and offered him her pussy from behind. She stood at the front of his car with her legs spread, her hands on the hood, bent over with him thrusting into from in back of her, my wife's voice bouncing each time he hit bottom with his solid erection.

They must have fucked for half an hour until her legs were weak and her juices were running down her inner thighs. She cried out as she came and he shot into her. I saw her stiffen as she came and her orgasm rumbled out of her like rolling thunder and she held the hood of his car as she climaxed. He knelt in front of her and licked their mutual juices from her inner thighs.

When she was done, she leaned against the car and he held her up. I began to walk towards them and when I got there she said, "Let's find a motel and get two rooms." I understood one would be for me and one for them. She pulled her panties up and we all got in the car. We drove down the dirt road until we got back on the paved highway. Ten miles more and we came upon a small auto court and I pulled in. I had obviously driven because he was still occupied with Claire in the backseat.

I got two rooms and two keys, giving them one set and watching them go into the room without a word. There was going to be some serious fucking in room 22 and I unlocked the door to twenty four and went in. I turned on the tv, found a game and watched the Lakers beat the Celtics while David was fucking ...

... my wife next door.

At 8 the next morning I went to the dining room and selected breakfast: eggs, bacon, hash browns, orange juice, and fruit. I took my meds, ate my breakfast and read the paper, waiting for them to get up.

I found out later they got up, showered together, made love again, then came down to breakfast. When they came into the breakfast area they were holding hands. People noticed and smiled at them, as if they were newlyweds. It gave me a thrill to see them so happy, so sexually dazzling, so energized by their attractiveness and the sexual excitement of the moment. She seemed to simply beam. It was clear they had had a good night.

They came to my table, kissed, and she sat across from me, and David slid in next to her. He put his hand on her thigh and she covered his with her own. She wore a kaftan with obviously nothing under it. Her smile was broad and made no attempt to hide the sexual pleasure she had received throughout the night and already that morning. People smiled at her obvious sexual energy.

"How was your night?" I said innocently.

"Marvelous," she answered with a sigh, her face rosy with emotion, her smile of a woman well-fucked.

"Wonderful," I said, meaning it sincerely.

When we left the breakfast area they went back to their room, gathered their things and met me at the car an hour later, clearly catching up on some mid morning delight. When they got to the car, we loaded their bags and without a word they got in the backseat. ...