I was a total cock whore for him and he really enjoyed that. We’d also get motel rooms here and there, mostly along the coast around Pacifica. I r...ally don’t know what he was telling his wife he was doing all this time, but I also really didn’t care. I was having too much fun! There finally came a point where things got a little weird and he started becoming paranoid. I figured it was all the coke he was doing, but then I began to get paranoid because it felt like when we were driving that. .. “FUCK ME PAUL!” are words I have heard a thousand times since we've been together. Her panties still soaked from her pussy juice.. another man's cum and pushing at one side of my cock (Jodi always screws with her panties on) I'm free to blow away inside her. 99 times out of 100 she will be on at least her 3rd of 4th orgasm of the night when I finally get to cum in her. She collapses on my chest... we kiss... my cock still in her I can feel her tighten around me. Always three times... About that time we got to the location that Dad told us about. Holy crap was it ever pretty. It was off the trail about the length of a football field.It was along the side of the mountain with a cliff over hanging the spot. It was an area about a quarter of the size of a tennis court. It had a covering of moss on the ground (perfect bed came into my head) with a small pool of water at the back from the spring that was there.We all found a place to sit or lay down after putting down some of. Totally.Thankfully the waiter appeared…and while slyly looking at Ellen’s display of tit flesh…managed to suggest that we order. Boy was I glad to see that guy.We ordered and I added a nice bottle of Chardonnay to the meal and we relaxed and talked and even flirted a bit…somehow my hand would up on Ellen’s thigh and when a lightly rubbed a few times….she smiled and put her hand on mine and resumed our conversation as if everything we perfect in her world. That was the moment that I knew…that.