I grabbed a quick shower and shave and dressed in a nice collared knit shirt and a pair of dress shorts. I packed a change of clothes into a small gym...bag just in case we were too late to get back. I locked up and knocked on Vicky's door. She opened with a smile wearing a simple t-shirt and shorts and said "Hi Mike, just in time". She saw my bag and asked "What's in the bag Sweetie?" Hi honey, I put a change of clothes in just in case it got too late to come back. We can grab a hotel room if we. " she breathed. He lifted her up towards his lap, moved himself under her and drove his cock into her eager cunt. They both watched their fucking in the mirror. Her legs were splayed open, feet resting on his thighs as he worked into her. Her inhibitions were gone, as was his fear of hurting her. She was tight around his cock, but her slick juices eased the way."You feel so good, Honey. You're so good." he told her. "This is going to be over too quickly," he realized. He slowed his movements. My fingers traced along her warm smooth skin, feeling the exposed flesh just below her t-shirt. The feeling of her full breasts pressing against my chest was unbelievable. She gasped softly as I broke the kiss and turned her head slightly. I lowered my lips to her cheek and kissed her blushing face softly and then moved down to her lovely neck. Damn, she even smelled good (I love vanilla.. mmmm). I flicked my tongue against her earlobe and slowly licked down her neck.Going up and down slowly,. Plus He was married! But I treasured our time together there.Each meeting in the upstairs bar ran to a kind of routine – I would enter, remove my clothes and sit on a sofa with my legs uncrossed, my knees apart and we would mix conversation with sex. He would ask me about where I came from, what I had done in my life and he always managed to find a way to explain my actions as those of a true born submissive. When we were not talking, He would teach me how to pleasure him with my mouth and.