What to wear? What to wear? Were we missed Monday? I told Les I was going in and might be late coming home. How did you cover your tracks? I know we h...ve to be discreet, but that motel you reserved next to a fast food joint? It probably had hourly rates! It should have charged us by the hour. I waited at the burger joint parking lot next door for almost an hour for you to get there. I’ll pay for a nicer place next time, if price was the object. Yes, you were a gentleman, always are. The. She tugged up his shirt, and he leaned back just long enough for her to pull it off, revealing his perfect chest. Even as she tossed his shirt aside, he leaned back in and engulfed one of her light brown, stiff nipples between his lips. “Oh god, yes,” Anna said as he suckled her nipple. She reached between his legs to feel his hardness through his jeans. Her fingers soon went to work on the button, fumbling to open it. He released her nipple with a wet pop and tore open his jeans. Anna let out. She sniffs and licks your cock through the fabric."Mmmmm," your wife says, as she gives the bulge a big wet kiss. "Your dick is so musky."It is also very wet, as your wife's saliva soaks through the fabric. Cherie digs her fingers into the seat of your underwear. She kneads your butt to the rhythm of her tongue licking up the length of your cock. You can tell she enjoys feeling your sweaty briefs in her hands. Cherie gives your cock another kiss, than slips her hands inside your underwear. Her. Last time I almost didn't make it to the bathroom before I threw up."He paused and Donna fought tears welling up. Every time she thought she understood just how much she had hurt him, something like this would happen and she'd realize the pain was even deeper.She took a deep breath. "Pretend I'm someone else in the dark. Just call me, or come into the guest room and wake me. Any thing that would make it easier for you I'll do. I'll just bend over and you can shove it up my ass if that would.