He could never really understand it, but one of Jenny's habits was to take home the little soap bars from hotel rooms. Whenever Matt had to travel to ...eet clients he took her with him and always he would find himself washing his hands with hotel soap. Despite not having been away for a while he found himself, once more, washing his hands with hotel soap. He checked the bin and found the soap wrapper. Ramada Jarvis Hotels, the wrapper said. Matt was a Marriott man and he was certain he had never. His hair was pitch black, his face chiselled and weather worn, but it was his eyes she hovered over, that looked back as coolly as she did, deep blue with depths that swirled and drew you in to the mysteries beneath the man. And they sparked with rare pride and determination. An officer, this one, at the very least.?If it’s information you want, you know where to find Attia’s tent, I don’t do that anymore.? And she turned away without another glance to remove the light mail covering her. I was with Beth who was very horny and rubbing my dick. Beth had said that she had only cheated on her husband two other times. She had said that all three women had always wondered what it would be like to be with some younger black guys and to have a group sex thing. Me and my guys had fucked plenty of white girls before but never any that were this old. I just needed some wet pussy to stick my dick in and nut in. With in five minutes Beth and I were naked and in the 69 position. Her pussy. " She said."Will you be naked again?" He whispered."I don't know if I should get naked this time. Things almost got out of hand last night. Don't worry though. I'll be sure and wear something that I think you'll like." She smiled."Awesome...mom, can I get a hug." He asked.Michelle sat up and Jacob noticed that she had on a skin tight tank top. The neck was too high to show much cleavage. Her tits were just two big pillowy mounds beneath the cloth."Of course you can...but shirts have to stay on.