She is at the Deska Motel room 117. If you can't get her on her cell, call the room. By the way I moved her car to the back of the motel. She might no... be able to drive. You know, maybe you should just drive over there and pick her up. If you get there before I do, you might want to drive her home. No sorry I can't talk now. Thanks for your help. Call as soon as you can, OK?"The action at the door of the motel was hot and heavy. The maintenance guy just showed up to fix the sink. The delivery. " ***************"Oh, I see you borrowed my rasberry-toned lipstick, honey -- there it is,over there on your make-up table. Hand it to me, please? I want to wearit with this fuschia blouse you bought me for my last birthday -- it'll goperfectly. "I seated myself at my own table, handed it to Sharon, then stared into mymirror to see what else on my face needed doing. And finally decided tospeak. "I don't like this," I told her. "That fuschia blouse is. As you all know, women and girls love it when the man takes the initiative.We chatted for a couple of minutes and then she had some work and left. I ping her in the evening and had no reply from her. I was a bit annoyed. Then I thought of not texting her again.All of a sudden, I got a message saying that she was stuck with some work with her mother-in-law on that morning. I said, “Alright, no problem. I am happy to see your text.”We chatted for a couple of days. Basically, her intentions behind. Then with some amazement, she began licking my ass hole. Now that send shivers up my spine. Something about anal stimulation really turns me on. Being rimming is one of my favorite things."Daddy, will you eat me out when Anna is finished cleaning you up?" Candy said to me."Come over here now Baby, I'm low enough in this swing that you can sit on my face." I replied back.Candy did come over; Bo adjusted the height of my swing to accommodate her pussy to be right over my head. I stuck me tongue.