As Told by Melissa:
The first thing I remembered from day two of our trip to the beautiful (not so secluded) house on the mountain top was waking up with my head cloudy. I rolled over and ask my husband Jason, “How much did I drink last night?” Jason laughed and said, “plenty”. He then went on to ask me if I remembered last night. Now I know Jason shared the story with you guys in part one, (go back and read before continuing with me, it was very hot). I began to think back and I could remember…
I remembered a woman in the tub next door getting pleasured, I began remembering sucking Jason’s throbbing rod as he sat on the side of the tub. I remembered a man’s cock in my hand. I remembered his moustache tickling my clit. Oh my God, I remember mounting him. I looked at Jason as he explained and remembered seeing Jason behind the woman.