It had been Steven's idea to start meeting at the Storybook Motel and Elizabeth had reluctantly agreed.Elizabeth studied herself in the mirror until s...e was satisfied that every hair was in place and she felt sexy and beautiful for her young lover. She undressed in the bathroom and unpacked a lacy nightie from her bag. She did not worry about keeping Steven waiting. That was the good thing about Steven-he was always ready. Sex with her husband Franklin had become boring if she was honest about. As we continued to kiss, my hand went from her full tight ass, to between her legs and right between her legs and I slowly, gently started to finger her wet tight pussy. Kissing her luscious mouth and fingering her tight wet pussy. She was moaning with pleasure very loudly. She started to unzip my pants and was touching and slightly squeezing my erect cock which was still in my underwear!As she was trying to get to my throbbing cock- she moaned lets go to the bed room! As soon as we got to the. I had stopped at the outside bar preparing to fix us a couple of drinks before joining her. As I did, Bella continued on, first kicking off her high heels. I watched as she reached around behind her back, deftly and easily undoing the zipper on her dress, enough so, that she just seemed to shimmy out of it. The fact it was a brand new, fairly expensive dress didn't even register on me at the moment. She left it laying crumpled up in the damp grass as she continued on towards the pool without a. Lipscomb asked his questions again. He secretly hoped there was something more that the young scientist and, according to some of the previously answered questions, possible sadistic serial killer, had forgotten to say.No one said a word until each of the ex CID-SI members left the secure floor and were seated one flight below at their conference table. They all took a moment to look at each other and ask the unasked question. “Did that just fucking happen?”“The time machine shit story they.