**I recently returned from spending ten fantastic days with Ann St Vincent. These posts about the visit aren’t going to be in any specific order, there is too much to write on too many topics. So, don’t look at these like one long story, they are more like post cards or snap shots from a fantastic trip.**
Continued from pt 1.
After our long, frustrating, sex-less drive we finally made it to our destination, a small town outside of Ann’s city. We made our way through a few tourist attractions. We had some fun and took some sickeningly cute selfies that won’t be shared here.
After the attractions it was starting to get dark so we made our way back to the hotel. Ann had done some thorough research on the hotel and informed me that there was an outdoor jacuzzi. And it was open late. After some searching, wandering around the hotel in swim suits and bath robes, we found it.
The two other couples in the jacuzzi were leaving as we arrived. Perfect. Obviously, our intent was to mess around, the fewer patrons the better. We entered the warm waters, watched the other patrons leave, and moved to the far end. We kissed and cuddled in the hot water, our wet bodies sliding all over each other. She sat on my lap, my arms wrapped around her, my hand sliding under her suit bottom. Ann was wearing a two piece bathing suit, my fingers quickly found their way under her bottoms and into her pussy. Continue reading