Fuses, most likely.'Then Kendall had another thought and looked out the window, hoping to see it was just his room that was out of power. His eyes wer... focused to the right, where up in the front of the U shaped motel was the office.People were outside, but there was no sign of electricity.Then his peripheral vision suggested a problem. If caught on tape, it would have looked like slow motion, panning across the parking lot that filled the inside of the U shaped building."Fuck!" he yelled. He flipped me over on my back and once again started putting his hand back in me, this time going right to the whole hand which I eagerly took into me. After a few moments of slipping in and out he pushed in and made a fist seating his hand firmly in my channel. If you have never had someone fist you I am not sure how to describe the feeling; full, tight, invaded, ecstatic they all pale but give an indication. It is amazing how a fist feels as it is clenched tight and released when inside a. “What is it?”“If none of this applies to you, I really need you to forget I ever asked. Seriously. The question is kind of… provocative, and I know we like to be curious and nosy. But I really can’t tell you anything you don’t already know. And, I can tell, you seem to really roll your eyes at teen drama-” Again my mouth opened in protest, and again he held up a finger, “-and I get that. Honestly, I do. I agree a lot of the time, it sucks. So, if this doesn’t apply to you, not asking me. “Don’t worry,” she said, “nobody knows you’re here and there’s no need even for the family to know. It’s our secret, okay?”I nodded then wiggled and raised off the sofa to help as Sally tugged down my jeans and boxers. She wasted no time in putting my cock in her mouth and I got harder and more aroused the deeper she sucked me into her throat.I groaned when she stopped sucking and planted kisses along my stiff shaft. “I don’t have much time, Sally,” I gasped. “Remember, I’ve got an appointment.