Her breasts pressed against the rock, and she was fully sobbing now. He poked her ads and she cried harder, he kept slamming his cock inside her, over...and over, she felt herself squirt, the sensation undeniably pleasant despite how awful she felt. Then he pulled out, and slammed his cock deep inside her ass, and she felt him cum. "Freeze! NYPD stay where you are!" She heard the man curse, and she tensed up. No no no no no she thought, and she barely noticed the police car ride, until she was. I leaned in behind her and smelled her long, black hair. She had just showered, and still used that strawberry-flavored shampoo she was fond of. Still inhaling the sweet fragrance of her hair, I reached around her with my right hand, and felt another auto-reflexive response to her situation, between her legs. I gently, but firmly, moved my fingers inside her, and began a steady stimulation of her, while I reached around and groped her left breast, pinching her nipple a little harder than she. His wife was out shopping and the boys were out doing who knew what. He heard sobs from her room at the end of the hall and when he went in he found her on the bed, curled around her pillow. Her long, black hair was in tangles and her big, dark eyes were puffy and red with tears. He sat down to comfort her and it just went from there. First he was holding her, then he was kissing her, then he was touching her.What a stupid mistake. His boys were the ones he thought he had to worry about. He. I thought about a suite, but when I looked at a few I couldn't picture what the pair of them would do with the other room. I settled for a big room with a big bed, a great shower, and a decent tub. I looked at some places with a hot tub, but figured if this happened again, or if I took Ellen somewhere to reclaim her then I needed to be able to go up another notch.Seeing a room, imagining the two of them there, made me really wish that Ellen had agreed to some filming, and then I thought, why.