I look down at my erupting manhood, watching the blasts of hot cum fly out of it. It's covering your crotch, landing on and around your beautiful dick... I gain my senses enough to try to aim the last few bursts right onto your quivering balls, and as my climax subsides I breathe a sign of relief. I look down at you, probably with a stupid grin in my face. I think it's confusion I see on yours. "Sorry." I say, panting. "That doesn't normally happen that way." I explain. "But... like I said... I. "Georgia was moving the receiver to her other ear so she could slip out of the blouse. Brian was unhooking her bra."Don't say that, Curtis. I said he is accommodating. He just brought me back to the motel after having dinner with his family."Her bra was off, and Brian was cupping both breasts from behind."No, he left. We're going to have breakfast before he takes me to the airport in the morning," Georgia said into the receiver before turning her head to accept Brian's lips. She quickly turned. I sat down and went to town, furiously stroking my engorged cock, edging myself closer to exstacy. I took notice of a hole positioned about waist high to my left, I thought nothing of it as I closed my eyes to continue jerking off. I opened my eyes again seconds later and was shocked at what was now protruding through the hole.A gigantic cock, at least 9 inches and THICK was standing proud through the hole, balls dangling under it looking swollen and large as I've ever seen (including porn) I. He pulled his cock out of me and stepped away from the counter, starting to pull up his pants. “Are you fucking kidding me? Get over here and screw me. I need your cock. I want you to fuck me until I can’t remember the bad day I had…until I forget my asshole husband…until I feel so good I can’t help screaming your name. Wait, what is your name?” He smiled at me and came forward again, lifting me off the counter and turning me around. “My name is irrelevant. You’re not interested in me anyway..