Only the previous evening she had been out until the early hours of the morning dancing and generally having a good time in the local club. She did so...etimes get a bit fed up with all the men trying to chat her up, gazing into her breasts as they talked to her, and she always left alone, preferring her own company in the privacy of her own bed, there was plenty of time to find Mr Right later. She did enjoy the company of one man the previous evening though, he was just under 6` tall, dark hair. She thrusts her hips toward his face and moans loudly, the coil of pleasure tightening in her belly. He continues to lick and suck, alternating between gentle flicks and hard thrusts of his tongue until she feels the release she needs teetering on the edge of her consciousness. She floats half on the feeling of his body against hers, half on the memory of the life they shared. Images dance through her mind of their first kiss, their first time, and their first child. She had known he. We'd always get real kinky there and my mother said that it was during those motel trysts, that it really felt like she was cheating on my father, because it was outside of our safe domain, our house.I'll never forget the first time we went there, how excited the both of us were, to be fucking in a strange room, in a sleazy motel, watching porno movies. It really brought everything we were doing to the forefront. It turned out to be the site of some of our more enthusiastic fucking and. Veronica’s ass and cunt ached from theravage fucking that had received from all of the gangmembers. She had lost track of time after she passed out.She could dimly see light outside a window and knew itmust be morning. The black man slapped her hard across the face andordered her to wake up. Veronica looked at him throughher tears. He was at least six feet, eight inches tallwith massive arms that hung at his side. He worn leatherpants and just a vest that revealed a muscular chest..