Had the moment passed?Johns belt was pulled open, his shirt was partially untucked. Betsy’s blouse was also untucked, the hem of her skirt was bunch...d up on one side, exposing the tops of her stockings and garters. Her hair was mussed across her face. They looked at each other, smiled and stepped out of the elevator. John reached for Betsy and pulled her close. He kissed her hard on the lips and with one hand brushed her hair from her face. Arm in arm the headed for room 714.As they reached the. AsShe slid into the seat next to me i smelt the fragrance of herPerfume, a warm but nervous smile lit up her face, “hi” she saidAlmost in a whisper. I drove off, my heart pounding, my sweetheart wasIn the car with me, i knew only joy, as i drove, she turned to speak,And we laughed as she got her words mixed up, “nervous” i asked? God,Yes, i have been worried all morning, but i’m ok now!Great, oh how i wanted to screech to a halt and take her in my armsRight there!, as i drove with one eye on. I gradually accepted that Mark was sincere in his repeated apologies. He hadn't meant me any harm. It was a misunderstanding. Kelly was concerned about my bad mood and did her best to bring me out of it.One issue wouldn't go away. I had taken a guy's cock up my ass. That wasn't a fact that I wanted anyone to find out. I knew Mark, Jen and Kelly would be discrete. Still, it had happened. Worst of all, it felt good when Mark did it. I was supposed to feel grossed out at the thought. That is how. Caught up in the power and ecstasy of the moment, she needed to milk this man, she needed to perform, she needed to feel his need for her, her raison d’etre, she needed his acceptance and desire to want to come back to find this warm open place again and again. She pumped his cock with her vaginal lips as she rocked her hips back and forth, feeling the slick hot smoothness slide in and out. She felt his heat rising, it would not be long now, should she hold off a little longer, should she bring.