“Me too love, me too” he said, following her in. She started shedding clothes as she walked to the bed, pretty much like she always did, only a bi... more gingerly than usual. He soon could see why. She had red marks covering her back, from her shoulders down. As she unbuttoned and pulled down her pants it was obvious even more attention had been given to her ass.“Holy shit babe! Are you ok?” “I think so,” she said. “But I HAVE to get this out of me now!” He was still standing behind her as she. Possessive and demanding without words. If Jesse were here she would be punished for covering up. At the thought her hands immediately moved away from her breasts and to her sides, not covering anything. The icy eyes lit up with approval. A split second later the icy eyed man had her hair in his hand and he was pulling her towards the opposite wall, where she now saw a pillar, rope, and candles. They gave this little room she was in a sexual but dark glow as she was placed against the wooden. She suddenly took the topic of my marriage.Asking me how it was and how is my wife and how does it feel to meet her secretly and isn’t it kind of a bad thing to be in touch with other girls while I am married and all that. I felt like slapped. I thought all my dreams shattered. This girl is making me feel guilty and feel like a bad person. Anyways I didn’t lie, I was honest in sharing how bored n unhappy I am in my marriage and I am just being social online and is not looking for anything dirty. It was while I was on one of these trips by car, that I first encountered the dark inner desires that, lurked inside me. When I entered the Motel office where I had made reservations to stay the first evening, there was a man just signing in. He looked to be in his mid thirties, maybe a little older, around 6-2 225pounds, brown eyes, and a pleasant smile, dressed in Levi's, a western type shirt with snaps in place of buttons and western boots. Almost shoulder length black hair, that gave him a.