Once she started orgasming I blasted a large load of man cream into her, resulting in a banshee scream from her and making me glad that the only other...possible motel patrons at the time would be fucking too and pay her no mind. When we lay cuddling after a more-than-decent fuck I couldn’t help inquiring. “Wow, you really seemed ready. Don’t you get enough at home?” “My husband doesn’t fuck very well,” she moaned, “not like you stud. That was better than any fuck I had in my married life.” . I held my engorged shaft in my right hand as I stood between her gorgeous creamy thighs and wet the tip in her delicate folds. Helene reclined all the way back on the massive desk as the sound of crinkling papers broke the silence. Those voluptuous hips and gorgeous thighs presented me with a view as spectacular as any found in nature. Her legs spread apart, I slowly entered this incredible woman who was old enough to be my mother. I slipped her my entire length as her tight wetness surrounded. He said that he would love to meet somebody like me who was so very understanding, and that he had had relationships with woman , whom he could not be honest with or were repulsed or frightened by his admission. What had surprised him while studying, that he found the younger students rather straight laced in their outlook towards sex. They thought that swinging was only for older people and not the young and it was kind of disgusting. However the female students could accept being Gay was. . and would be ... if I continued with lessons.There was no one waiting at Downtown. I caged a ride with a bus and stepped in my door 10 days after I had left. The wife was sitting at the computer ... in the same place she was sitting when I left.“We need to talk,” I said. I started...When I was through she said, “I can’t leave my mother. She fell and broke her back.”“Where is she?” I asked.“In Oak Ridge.”“Why aren’t you there?”“You know I don’t drive,” she said.“When did she fall?”“Eight days.