We were really looking forward to our weekend away from the mayhem of everyday life. We arranged for a hotel room in a small town about an hour away and started out in the car. We had packed light because clothing was definately optional in our room. Our idle chatter once on the road turned very sensual. We started talking about what we wanted to do to each other and what we wanted in return. The scent of our arousal was heavy in the car when I'm sure I got this sad look on my face. We had forgotten the vibrating dildo.

I really loved massaging her all over with it, especially when she was face down. Starting at her neck I would let move the rod down her back, across her tight rear end and start up the other side. It was done so slowly that she would nearly come as I made the move from back to front. When she realized why the sad face, she put on the most sexy grin and reached into the handbag and easily showed it to me. When I saw it, I wanted to put it between her legs right then. She then just turned it on, closed her eyes and, fully clothed, began to play with on her softness. She soon was moaning and cooing to the buzz of the vibrator, in a world of her own making.

I wanted to stop the car right then but I didn't want her to stop. Just as I was about to reach over and begin to massage her firm tits, she threw her head back and cried, "Yes Yes Yes.

" She was grinding the dildo so hard into her jeans I thought she would push it right through the fabric and into her drippng wet softness. After a few more moments, she smiled at me and smartly cooed, "I'm sure glad I brought that. Maybe you can put it to good use later.

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