Even my boyfriend had watched me moan in delight as a computer-generated clone had pounded me to climax. My cheeks burned bright with shame, and I fel... an uncontrollable desire to escape. Leaping off the bed, I hurried to the elevator. On my way there I came across my dress. I barely took the time to scoop it up before diving into the elevator.The door hissed shut and the tube began to sink into the floor. I slipped into my dress as soon as I was out of sight. By the time I finished arranging. I even keep my pubes down to a simple happy trail. I figure if I don't want a mouth full of hair while down on her, then she deserves the same effort from me so I keep my balls well shaved. I've worked down to my hips and begin to stroke myself. My cock is almost immediately harder than it's ever been before. The ridge of the head of my cock flares wide and I can feel each vein flex strongly against my hand. If I would have had this gel in high school then I never would have left my room. . That dumb little voice in the back of his head made a comment about how well she had planned this out and said something to the effect that "Of course Stacy would never want to get oil on a bedspread, even at a hotel" but it was still being drowned out by smoldering passion.Stacy laid herself down across the towel on her stomach. She murmured "Don't forget my feet" and then seemed to drift off to sleep.Holy Shit! His wife had never acted like this before. It had always either been "not. " It doesn't seem that simple. Last week you were off Sunday and Wednesday." Well ... We also trade shifts. That's how I could take off the day of your surgery." You need a nine-to-five job ... like mine." Any day now a first shift position will open up and I'll be first in line for it." It can't happen soon enough." I turned onto a county highway leading into town. "Do you know what else makes this weekend special?" What?" Yesterday you worked first shift due to that training assignment. It's.