As you know, these moments can be exasperating and as we drove out of town there was one last motel and that motel had a NO VACANCY sign posted. I tol... Janice, "I don't care, I'm going to stop, they may be filled up, but at least I can ask them if they have any idea where we can find a room."I pulled the car up to the front office and went in to the lobby. This very nice elderly lady said that if we didn't mind they had one rather "unusual unit" left. It might not be a room that we wanted,. I could only hear him"oooing" and "ahhing". I also heard him squirting some more lube onto his hand and rubbing it on his condom. I could feel my asshole start to tense up in anticipation, even more so than my pussy was earlier. I was bracing for impact, until I suddenly felt a slippery little thing around my asshole. It turned out that he was rimming me! Now this is something that I like to partake in every now and then, when I’m totally in a slutty mood, but have never had it done to me. I. We checked out restaurants for dinner and where exactly the Portland Inn was located. The Inn was a very fancy name for a shabby downtown motel. It was obviously outside the downtown rehab area. It was headed toward oblivion, and should be there in a few year. It was a good thing we got to town when we did, if we wanted to hang out there."So it's dinner at Elizabeth's Italian restaurant and then on to the Portland Inn's lounge," I suggested to Reggie."That Portland Inn looks pretty seedy. Are. Now Sunday was here and I needed some release. There’s a local outdoor place that sometimes has action, and I headed there with my shorts and sneakers for a run. While I got a nice jog in, the place was quite empty. Just me. I passed a few spots along the jog where I had played before. The possibilities had me horny, but no luck. I returned home, took a quick shower and changed into a pair of jeans.Still horny, I decided to drive some distance to a video arcade where I’d had some luck before..