I pulled you closer and you rested your chin on my shoulder. My hips started to sway again, a seductive dance, with you buried deep inside my pussy. '...pen your eyes'.You did and the first thing you saw was our reflection in the wardrobe mirror. Me on top of you, your hands on my ass, my hips moving up and down and in circles. You could see yourself disappearing in me. You saw and felt me increasing the pace. 'I'm gonna cum' you heard me whisper and you observed in the mirror how my back arches,. That had since changed. For the past 51 days he had been studying every available map, picture, satellite image, and old traffic report he could dig up on Sacramento's freeway and traffic system. And, though he had done precious little driving in the region for which he was training, it was still California, and California traffic was pretty much the same in any of the urban areas within its borders-crowded, congested, rude, frustrating, and something to be reckoned with in this kind of. Getting out of Vegas didn’t take as long as I thought. Honestly it was hard to leave the bright lights and party atmosphere but part of me was happy that the trip was coming to an end. Things had been so turbulent the whole time that we were here. One night in particular I had tried to see if Kristen would go to a strip club with me. I thought that maybe it would spice things up and add something new to our relationship. Kristen was less than thrilled with the idea. She went back to the hotel. Fuck. . fuck my pussy. . . yeeeesssss!” she moaned, trapped between the two guys.“Yes, yes, dance on my cock, mistress Blum! Move your fucking ass, you little married slut! This is the biggest dick you have ever seen, ain’t I right, baby?” he asked.“Yeeeeeesssss. . . you have got. . . the biggest cock I have ever seen! And so hard. . .!!” “Bigger than your husband?”“Bigger. . . bigger. . . four times bigger. . . never seen something like this!!”“Bigger than your friends?” he continued to play.