She was under the covers providing me with a morning blow job. My cock was nice and hard, waking up well before I did. I threw back the covers and m...m looked up at me with her mouth full of my cock. She winked at me before pulling my cock out with a loud pop! “Good morning baby. I didn’t think you’d mind me getting started.”“I’ve never had a problem mom. One thing though…”“And what would that be baby?”“I think your pussy is feeling left out.”With that mom, shifted into a 69 and brought. Firm hands gripped me by the arms and pulled me up to my feet before steadying me. I could feel the plug in my ass shift as I found my footing, which I forgot about as I felt a chain leash being locked to my collar.I was being drawn toward the door. As I heard it open, I heard another man go and open up the back doors of the van and I was quickly led out of the hotel room I was expecting to spend my weekend in.The three of them then lifted me and pulled me into the back of the van and then the. ” She murmured to no one in particular, her breasts heaving against the tautness of the fabric of her shirt. She circled her clit, slowly, enjoying the minute shocks that the organ was sending to her, she felt her buttocks lift up off the sheets, and she plunged her fingers in deeper. More, she wanted more! She stuck one finger into her and then two, but she was tight, that she didn’t want to risk a third or damaging herself. Her body was on fire, jolting and shocking as her clit wagged under. Kathleen. Hell of a name. Hell of a woman.Memories. They fill out the nights and make the long days pass.Last week one of the young nurses took an interest in me. Must have liked the stories I told. Felt sorry for the old geezer, did she? She gave me some relief, a "bee-jay," she called it. Felt all right at first, but mostly it just tickled. I patted her on top of the head as she was working hard at it. Nice girl. Meant well. But I don't think I'll ask for an encore.I remember the first time I.