Bottled water was in the fridge until the last minute.Then the drive to the hotel. She was there, waiting. Husband was in the pub, watching through a ...indow. I kissed her cheek, took her hand, and we walked to the hotel. Check in took two minutes. In the room I made my rules clear. She stripped, fussing over her clothes as she removed them and placed them on the chair. She folded and refolded her skirt, separated her tights from her panties, straightened her bra straps, twisted her wedding ring. If she ever found that he was against that or that it bothered him at all, she had no problems stopping completely. Dave was the love of her life and the only reason this turned her on was that it was apparent that it turned him on even more! Dave knew full well that his wife’s heart belonged to him. He could be a very jealous man otherwise, but he had full and complete trust in Ami. Dave found himself sitting back one night, away from the dance floor, watching Ami spin and move. She was. As he tried to protest, one of the men hit him hard in the stomach. He vomited immediately. Another man kicked him several times. The van stopped. One of the men took a rag and wiped the vomit out of the van, slapping and hitting Michael as he did. All Michael could see in the dark night was the side of an old car a few feet away. "Suck!" the man ordered Michelle. "Or we kill husband." Michelle looked over at Michael. He already looked in bad shape. She began to suck on the man's ****-tool as. I gently rub my index and middle finger of my left hand on the hood of my clit and my right index finger and middle go into my wet pussy, in and out. I then tap my clit which makes my pussy wet and the hood pulls back and my clit gets a bit bigger. It's like my hands cannot stop, they have to keep working on my pussy and clit. My breathing increases, my body is so hot and then it suddenly convulses for ten seconds as I experience sheer pleasure. I decided to go onto Amazon and bought a clitoris.