He helped me over a threshold and I could tell that we were inside but I didn't know where. My ankles were tied again and the blind fold was removed.... could see that we were in a cheap motel room. There was a bed, a dresser with a TV on it and a table with a few chairs. In the back of the room was a sink and closet."Get down on your knees.", he ordered. I didn't move fast enough and he shoved me down. I could feel my skirt ride up. "Nice stockings and I see you are wearing a slip, always. "Turn around." Mmm, bossy." Eric knew what Ryan wanted. He slid off of the man, and turned around, still somehow arching his back even while standing. His pants are too tight, Ryan noticed. It makes his ass look rounder, fuller. As if reading his mind, Eric unbuttoned his pants and, very slowly, began sliding them down over his mountainous ass. The next thing Ryan noticed is that he wasn't wearing any underwear."Ooooh, this ass is ready for you, Coach," Eric was using a sultry, slutty voice.. I thought she must be masturbating... then she shook a bit violently and collapsed onto the bed... I enjoyed the view of her naked torso but that's when saw a head between her legs... she way breathing heavily and playing with his hair...The man stood up; there was no doubt that it was Timothy. He wore only his denim pants... He looked down at my mom lying on the bed and started to undo his belt buckle... my mom sat up on the edge of the bed and made him stop. Then she kissed his stomach and. Their sexual escapades began on the bed, then moved to the floor beforefinishing in the dining room with her holding the table and Samthrusting into her from behind."Yes! Please go deeper! Oh my God! Keep going, Sam!!!" Oh... You..." He was running out of pet names, when suddenly it hithim who this was. "Emily?" Yes! Say my name! Call me your whore!!!"Emily was a woman from Sam's new apartment building , as was herhusband and three children. Even with the newfound knowledge that hewas banging.