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She glanced at her cell phone. It was Juan.



"My husband."



George laughed. "Answer it. It might be important."



She smiled at him, enjoying that the idea turned him on, and reached for the phone. As she answered, George inserted his fingers in her pussy. She gasped and let out a breath before speaking. 



The game turned her on too.



Juan sounded tired. She tried to sound concerned. "Everything okay?"



"Okay. Just moving slowly. I was hoping to resolve things quickly, but they are taking longer than I'd like. I can't blame these people for wanting to check us out thoroughly, but it is frustrating."



She tried to concentrate on what he was saying, but the things George was doing to her made it difficult. Her breathing was shallow.



"Are you okay?" he asked.



"I'm horny and missing you. I'm in bed, naked, imagining you here, touching me."



"Sound lovely. I wish I was touching you too." Juan chuckled.



"I can almost feel your fingers in my pussy," she said, looking at George's face reflected in the mirror. 



George moved closer and she felt the brush of his now hard prick against her thigh. Nina licked her dry lips and talked meaningless bullshit to Juan, knowing George wanted to fuck her while she was on the phone with her husband.



Not able to think of anything else to say, she mentioned that the old pool man was sick and that a young guy was filling in for him. Juan asked about him.



"Just a young surfer type," she said. "Thinks a lot of himself."



George smiled, and rolled her onto her stomach. As he knelt between her legs and hiked her ass up, Juan was talking about taking a romantic vacation somewhere when the deal was settled. He talked about Fiji and resorts where they'd have a private beach.



"I want to make love to you on a beach," Juan said. She tried briefly to imagine it before sighing happily as she felt the lovely pressure of George's cock slipping into her, filling her. 



"Lovely," she said as she pressed her hips back, taking it deep. "Tell me how you want to do me on the beach," she said. "Tell me how you'll fuck me there and I'll play with myself, get myself off while you tell me."



The idea pleased Juan, and he started talking. Nina held the phone to her ear with one hand and slipped her other down to her cunt, to feel George's cock moving in and out of her. Juan's words blurred as her pulse pounded in her ears.



When she came, she was telling Juan, letting him know how good it felt to come that way. He sounded pleased. Probably jerking off in his hotel room. 



When they hung up, keeping his hard prick inside her, George rolled them over so that she was on top of him, facing his feet.



"Ride me," he said.



She got on her knees, raised her ass, rocked her hips and began contracting her muscles, moving in a rhythm that promised to make him come. He stroked her ass and made sounds of delight.



Under her, George cried out as he came. She moved off him and kissed him, wondering what would happen next. She was content to ride with his desire just as she'd ridden his cock, made him come.