We are both married but after we had found each other after all of those years we couldn’t resist our urges to see each other again. I watched as ...he pulled up in front of the motel in her car, I knew that first thing she liked want to freshen up before we began to make love. Then suddenly my cell phone rang. I normally shut the ringer off but since she hadn’t arrived yet and I had kept it on. It was her name on my phone, I was instantly worried, an emergency perhaps calling her away, cold. Her eyes went wide with shock at my words. When I reached her I reached up and cupped her tits through her thin blouse."Just think of all those men wanting to do this, to touch you," I whispered, a small moan escaped her lips. I carried on, being deliberately coarse."All those hard cocks wanting to fuck you, one after another, until their come oozes out of you."Her head went back as I continue to fondle her tits. I started to undo the buttons of her blouse, he head snapped up and she looked at. We explored each other mouths for what seemed like only seconds before she broke off the kiss and started moving down my neck, kissing every inch. I leaned over and returned the favour, staring with her neck then slowly moving lower, as I kissed her left shoulder I gently pulled down the strap of her top then moved over to the right and did the same, I grabbed hold of the top and pulled it over her head and chucked it on the floor, all the while kissing her upper body breaking my kiss only to. His balls peak out of the tight panties. I’m wearing silk patterned stay-up stockings in black and a scarlet and black thong. The string of the thong rubs against my sensitive asshole and the soft skin of my ball sack: it’s a turn-on every time I move.A group of men and women approach us at the bar. They are wearing leather outfits, bondage straps, rubber vests and tight latex corsets. They surround us. I feel a hand rub my bottom. I look at Fifi: I realise from his face that someone is.