Smiling at him, she reached back and unhooked the bra, throwing it aside as she stretched her arms high in the air.Leaning over, she tossed her head b...ck and her auburn curls formed a soft curtain around her face. Watching her hands, she cupped her breasts, her thumbs caressing her nipples; teasing them into hard peaks, lightly squeezing them as she lifted them high.As her hands went to work on her beautiful orbs, he pulled his shirt over his head, and revealed himself to her. He had always. "What's your name?" Elizabeth. Elizabeth." No, no," Dave said quickly. "No last names."Elizabeth nodded in understanding."I'm Max, by the way." He shook the girls hand.Dave led the girl through the parking lot, across the busy four-lane road, into the motel parking lot and up to his second story room. He unlocked the door and allowed Elizabeth to enter first.By the time they got into the motel room, Elizabeth was breathing hard and Dave was pretty sure he could smell her arousal. When she. Each time I pulled her head. She would slide her finger deeper inside my ass while she played with my balls, squeezing them, pulling them ever so nicely.My cock was throbbing crazy. Man! This was the best blow job I ever experienced, and I couldn’t hold it anymore. My balls started to heave, my cock became stiff, quivering for what was to follow. I pulled my foreskin back. I used whatever ounce of energy I had left and thrust forward.I pulled her head onto my hardness, forcing her to swallow me. She wore a dark blue terry robe overlight blue pajamas. Her face was scrubbed clean of makeup - not thatshe wore a lot anyway. She also looked very serious. I thought she wasupset because I'd removed the lipstick."Sara said I could take it off," I explained immediately.She looked puzzled. "Take what off?" She said."Her lipstick," Sara explained.Joan smiled broadly. "That's ok then Pamela. Anything Sara tells youto do is fine by me."I blushed some more. It looked as if my wife was now.