I promise.”“You know what?” Petra said, unzipping his pants and pulling his penis free. “You’re probably right about that.”Jeremy stared i... awe as she leaned down, that beautiful red hair obscuring his view. Pleasure rolled over him like a wave, making his whole body shiver. That’s her mouth, he thought, that’s was what her mouth feels like! He moaned, resting his hand on the warm skin of Petra’s shoulder and watching her slowly bob up and down on him.Petra resisted the urge to cringe away from. Marty pulled into the generic motel parking lot around 4 PM then spent a lot of time running big secret errands in the car. I was in some pain, but not a lot, since I was taking my meds religiously. I had been injured enough times in my life to understand the value of staying on schedule with painkillers. Consequently, I slept a great deal that evening.I had spent enough time sleeping the evening before, so that I was very hungry that last morning. I was way past ready to eat when the teenager. He was, as they say, an all-American. His chest was lean and muscular. His stomach was lean and flat. His biceps were big and strong. His shoulders were broad, his hair long and neat, his legs thick and his thighs as strong as any tennis player Sharon could imagine. She was happy with her fantasy man, especially happy with the way she pictured his cock and balls. She was so careful in her thinking that she could picture his testicles even, and even the hairs on that crotch sack were important. The water was cold enough to almost stop her heart. “Yuri, this is cold!’ she stammered.“I-I know!” Yuri stammered as she hoped Kei wouldn’t notice how she was scrubbing her hands between her legs to remove the cold-water jelled gooey remains of her early morning exertions. “It’s ice runoff from the mountains.”“Refreshing!” Kei gasped as she began scrubbing between her own legs.The trouble consultants stopped and stared at each other. “I guess both of us had an eventful night.” Yuri said.