. sure." Sounded good to me!Alex smiled, grabbed my arm, and gave it a good squeeze."Mr. and Mrs. John Smith," he said."Thank you." Sure. Smoking or n...n-smoking?" Non-smoking." Fucking or non-fucking?" What?"He smiled broadly. "I assume fucking."Oh, hell! It was a stupid joke and I fell for it.He finished whatever he needed to complete and handed us an electronic key."Room 115. Far end of the building. Checkout is at noon." Thank you." Enjoy." He looked at Alex. I didn't care. All he could do. To each other and me..."Helen shook. A groan emanated from her mouth, slightly muffled by her lips, which were pressed together tightly. She rubbed furiously at her pussy as her entire body quivered, her eyes closed. I could see one of her fingers pushing in and out of her soaked cunt, shining with her wetness.The thought of that, and how much I wished it was my cock pressing into her, finally triggered my own climax. My butt tightened as my cock pulsed in my rapidly pumping fist, spurting a. He placed his cock in the crack of my ass and rubbed it across the virginal rosebud of my asshole. He pushed against me once, and missed the mark. He realigned and tried a second time. Close, but no cigar. I asked him to go slowly so I could adjust to it, but he didn’t say a word. With one more thrust, he hit the mark, and I felt the soft, fleshy knob of his head slip into my now deflowered hole.The feeling is indescribable, but I’ll do the best I can. There was surprisingly no pain, and. God, how she loved him... and had always loved him; she refused to think how close their marriage had been to disaster up until a mere hour before when he'd brought her enchantment that she'd never imagined possible! But that was all behind her now, as were her drinking escapades; there'd be no more frustrations to drown... no trips into Phoenix where with discretion a girl could meet a salesman or young executive passing through... a gentleman who invariably was more than willing to relieve.