After all, we werehappily married; we didn't keep secrets from one another, did we? I rented a room in one of those nondescript Valley motels not far ...romwork. Neither Triple-A nor Michelin would have given it a first glance,much less a second. The 'house rules' were clearly posted on the wallinside the door; no pets, weapons, drugs, or prostitution. I consideredthose prohibitions in the context of the black kitten that had beencrouched in front of the room next door, feeding from its bowl.. .. demanding. Let's take a drive up to the park. Lotty and the others'll be there, last weekend before Christmas." You aren't just saying this because of... because of last night?" Sort of..." she confessed, grabbing his hands as he started to pull away. "Hear me out?" He nodded, reluctantly."I'd never looked at you like that, before... it wasn't even last night, was it — two nights ago. She realised what a state he was in when she noticed that uncharacteristic lapse of his sense of time. "He. One guy even came around and made me lick his filthy cock clean and he would scoop up cum and feed it to me, They told me what a slut I was and that they were going to put so much jism in me tonight that I would have to tape my hole shut just to be able to drive home.After a few more ass fucks and several cummy blow jobs, I got up to rest a little and went to the room Amandaa was being fucked in, She was still on the bed, on her tummy with a pillow under her ass. Several of the men were. Amber reached up, curling her arms around my back and pulling herself up until she was hugging my muscular frame, suspended above the bed.I fucked her in the air, easing off the bed, and standing upright, wrapping my arms around her to slide her up and down on my dick, quickly becoming impatient, quickly increasing our tempo until Amber was swaying back and forth excitedly, perfect breasts swaying with her.“You like getting fucked, Amber?”“You like fucking me?”“Yeah.”“Yeah.”I let her slap down.