Two hours passed quickly as they compared notes and talked about their families. Carol found herself warming to Anne and the realisation that Anne was perhaps extremely understated in her presentation started to intrigue Carol. Anne, with obviously dyed blondish handjob hair, was almost as tall as Carol and spoke with an interesting and cultivated accent, which Carol learnt was English, though she had been in Australia for 20 years. ‘Lets go and have a meal Anne. And a drink,’ Carol suggested. Almost as an afterthought she added, ‘lets get dressed up, I always like to dress up to go out, especially in a new environment.’ A non too subtle hint to Anne that she should try and improve her appearance. Anne commandeered the bathroom first and firmly shut and then locked the door. Carol wondered if she could a survive a weekend with such an ordinary woman as a constant room mate. As she waited her turn for the bathroom she noticed for the first time that two walls of their motel room had full length mirrors which from the right position in the corner of the room had obvious connotations and romantic benefits for male / female couples. As Anne emerged from the bathroom Carol was surprised to see Anne looking a lot more attractive than she imagined she could. Anne had not bothered to dress in the bathroom as Carol imagined she would lingerie and came out dressed in a very short black silk dressing gown. As Anne walked past Carol, she could notice that Anne was wearing a skimpy black bra which surprised Carol by the full breasts it barely contained. The surprise to Carol was such, that when she entered the bathroom she neglected to close the door fully. The bathroom was fitted with a mirror, which Carol suddenly realised allowed a view of the motel room because of the placement of the other mirrors and anybody in the room could see the other person in the bathroom. As Carol undressed she felt that she was being watched by Anne from the other room, and a glance in the mirror confirmed it. Anne was sitting on the sofa, drinking another cup of tea, legs crossed and black pants visible at the top of pov her very good legs. Instead of feeling uncomfortable at another woman watching her undress Carol suddenly became engrossed in the thought that perhaps another woman might enjoy seeing her naked body. Always one to enjoy centre stage and secure in the knowledge that men enjoyed wondering about her body, Carol had never thought until now that another woman might enjoy fantasising about her body. Discreetly and slowly undressing so that Anne could see her every move, but carefully avoiding eye contact, Carol deliberately left her high heeled shoes on as she shrugged out of her dress. Standing in bra and coloured briefs, she slowly brushed her hair, aware that Anne was watching her every move, and Carol thought, looking flushed. Why? Was she getting off on looking at me about to undress, Carol mused? Always aware that men liked her fetish big arse Carol decided jerking to try for the effect it might have on Anne. Playing the moment for all it was worth Carol slid her pants off first, over her high heels and then busied herself arranging a towel so that she had to turn full circle, and have Anne get the full view and effect of her arse and hips, wonderfully contrasted by her long full legs in high heels, and closely shaven fanny. Eventually the bra came off, but even then Carol still made herself look busy as she stood in all her naked glory in nothing but high heels, knowing that Anne was watching her every move. The other gangs gathered round to watch the spectacle. "I am your lingerie master and I am shoving this dildo as far up your cunt as it will go whether you like it or not!" I bring my hard cock up to her breasts and with my hands press them together so they incase my dick and begin to tit fuck her. He wanted to do what he had imagined in the kitchen so many times, and fuck the groove the way he had her daughter's jerking tits, but that wasn't something she would remember forever. That evening we had dinner in the hotel and then stayed in the hotel bar. Gina pov hugged her tightly, then kissed her on the lips. I just saw this costume and I love it. This was my favorite position and she had wisely saved it for last. My knees were buckling, so I had to hold tighter on mom's hair and shoulders, but she still patiently kept up the same rapid pace. How’s Dad adjusting to retirement?” “yes father,” I ask. handjob Parties and politics, beer, philosophy and sex before graduation, love and babies, and the drip of salt her tongue had wiped from her young friend's penis. It wasn’t the common black variety though, which only had a sting not much worse than a hornet. That Sunday fetish Shirley had no chance to give me a blowjob so when I went to bed I decided to jackoff.