It was her cunt your cock was punching like a jackhammer,"I said as I slammed the apartment door in his face. If he'd still been sporting a hardon, he...would've blunt-nosed it straight into the closing door. I sorely wished he'd had a stiff boner bashed. It'd serve the bastard right.The weekend passed in excruciating slowness as I cried the whole time in my downtown motel room. No one knew where I was, and I'd instructed the desk, no phone calls, no visitors just in case. I left my cell phone. It seemed impossible that my forearm could disappear into an ass and that I was thrusting both fists into two assholes.The girls were panting like dogs and they began to French kiss passionately sucking each other’s tongues and showing me. My dick was super hard. I wanted to fuck them because their pussies were dripping wet.The computer started to beep. I was hoping it wasn’t his time up because now that I had started I didn’t want to stop mashing my fist up their deep assholes. There was all. I have seen husbands who have paid me for sexual services out with their wives and thought one of two things :-1) She is a hot wife - why does he need to have have sex with me or2) She is a dog - I understand why you need to have sex with meBut is seeing a hooker, prostitute, escort cheating on the wife - especially as 99.9% are shut down now ??Lets remove the money side of things - lets assue that a girl gives her time free of change.Men have sexual urges - they have desires, many of which. We make our way back to the first bar so Craig and Jeff could get their cars. Before they leave I get a kiss from them both and they ask if we can get together again, I told them I would love that. Bob takes me on home and on the way he asks me if I had enjoyed the evening. My response, “HELL YEAH!!, you definitely made me forget what was going on, and I will always remember tonight with a smile!”We pull up in front of my house and I asked Bob if he would like to come in for a cup of coffee,.