Do you mind if i take her to a hotel and i looked at her and she said "only if you come with" and i asked him if he minded if i was there and he smile... and said "lets go".once in the room he laid in the bed and she worked her way over with him alittle nervous but slowly started rubbing his leg and up to his cock..she was like "wow,that feels big" and he said "want to see it" and she nervously said "go ahead,pull it out".he did and it was every bit the 9" he said it was and she gasped and. Breathing deeply, I leaned forward to begin.Like every other massage I started with stroking her hair. There was more this time though. As I stroked I leaned forward and buried my face in her luxuriant tresses. They felt so soft and smooth against my skin. I took a good whiff of her hair. It was an intoxicating fragrance. “Uuuuhhh.” I moaned as her scent filled my nostrils. She smelled absolutely heavenly. I did not remove my face from her hair, not until I moved my hands lower to massage her. Since her husband was sterile and she didn't want artificial insemination, it was best to be naturally inseminated. She could deal with it. It was better anyway to be naturally inseminated—natural was better all the way around. Her husband wouldn't know—he would assume she would be inseminated by artificial means, and she didn't see why she should tell him. And they could afford it too—no problem with that. The main thing, though, was that she wanted to make sure that the inseminator would sign. Another one I took of her spreading her legs on the kitchen counter. Another one with her top off. The fourth one with her lying on the sofa. But it was the ones we took in my bedroom that I was most desperate for.She lay naked bare on my bed, her legs spread and her arms above her head, smiling.Our thoughts were getting wilder. The final photo we took was of her under the table, with my cock in her mouth as I sat on the chair. “You be a good boy, and I’ll send you these photos” she grinned,.