Lilly and I were like a couple of giddy smitten teenagers while we showered together before dinner. Besides the extraordinary s*x we had just experienced with each other, there was the thrill of what we planned for tomorrow when Dad and my slut wife Fiona arrive. “I’m not gunna want this to end after you dump my daughter,” Lilly whispered in my ear while she was lathering me with soap. “I don’t want it to ever have to end,” I purred my reply.
Lilly looked stunning when we went down to the Five Star restaurant on the main floor of the Hotel. She was wearing a white skin tight jersey style dress with a scooped neck line and the bottom hem barley cover her luscious round ass. With the four in stiletto heels, she was only a couple of inches shorter than me as we strolled in. I noticed many he
