“Stop that or it’s gonna be painful.”, I replied. She looked at me in a way that signaled defeat. “Oh it’s definitely going to hurt judging ...y the size I’m feeling, compared to my past boyfriends”, she said snidely. The idea of her sarcastically commenting her own rape made me even harder then I was, if that’s possible. Self-deprecating comments about herself while I have my way with her? In that cutesy, anime girl voice? If I thought more about that, I might shamefully cum in my pants.“You’re. Now let's make love again."She took off her negligee exposing her beautiful pink breasts. They were a good size and had beautiful large aureoles, between her legs was a dark bush of hair, not shaved. I took all this in as she walked towards me. She moved in along side and kissed my mouth, her tongue sliding into my mouth. My hands moved up to her breasts and they felt fantastic, smooth and round. I caressed the nipples until they hardened. Then I put my mouth down to them and sucked them gently. ”“What are your masturbation techniques?” she asked as we pulled out of the parking lot.“Do you mean have I had a lot of practice?”“No. I know you fuck yourself. I want to know how?” When and why did you start? Do you use any toys? Do you switch hands? Tell me.”I swallowed hard and began by telling her what brought me to start playing with myself.“I was 14 when I caught my sister’s boyfriend fucking one of her girlfriends from behind. It had been two in the morning and I had awakened because I. Second, try to ferret out where she was able to get her hands on a pick-up truck. Third, and that would be hard without a functioning GPS tracker, find her whereabouts last evening. Hubby being away for the weekend, I had assumed that she would be fucking her way from one lover to the next. I now knew she had other plans. I wondered what would be her reaction Sunday when I showed up at the motel. I will have to be on my guard. Or should I change my plans? All I needed was evidence of her.