I decided to say so.“You haven’t got even a smidgen of respect for me; do you?” I said.“Huh? What?” she said. I guess I’d caught her flat ...ooted with that one.“Mister, how could there be the slightest doubt in your mind that I respect you, and love you,” she said. I started to laugh.“Okay, I was out of line the other night. I don’t know what I was thinking. And, I apologize.”“Not accepted and I don’t believe you anyway. Anything else?” I said.“Please, can you take a break or something?” she. He knew that being backlit they would be on display for anyone who looked up at their room.Slowly he released her arms as Katie released her hold on the drapes and reached back and wrapped her arms around her husband’s head as he kissed her neck. Her breathing increased as she opened her eyes and scanned the window. She could see people moving around the apartment and down below on the street.“You were so hot tonight,” he whispered, “It excited me that you weren’t wearing panties.” Fred’s hand. “...but that’s not exactly what I’m after” She knocked my hand away and grabbed her cock at the base, her other hand was on the back of my head gripping my hair and she started to push me down. She was thrusting her hips and forcing her cock down my throat. “Oh that’s incredible Sissy, no wonder you love doing this to me” I kept gagging so she’d pause to let me breathe before fucking my mouth again. I loved being used this way. I was rocking back and forth from the force of her pulling me onto. I walk her to the car, and open the door for her and then I ask where we are going, she give me her address, which i look up in the UBD street ditectory this is before gps use, (roughly know where the suburb is but not the residential road) after a couple of minutes I look the route, then start driving there. About 10 mins later, Helen said she needs to wee, and asks if I can stop, a moment later we pull into a service station (Gas Station or Petrol station for international readers) I.