"Sure, Dad," Cory nodded, taking the keys.

Once he was gone I suggested, putting my hand on my husband's crotch, trying to use my son's reawakening of my sexuality to improve, maybe even save, my marriage, "So about the hot tub?"

"I could use a soak."

"I could use a cock in me," I whispered back, rubbing his dick.

"Honey," he groaned.

"Let's go," I said.

"Okay," he agreed.

I led him to our hotel room and immediately dropped to my knees, pulled down his pants and took his cock in my mouth.

He groaned, "I thought we were going to the hot tub."

I sucked him for a few...