I was staying in a Holiday Inn Express as hotel options were limited. It was a two story hotel with a large pool and was popular with truckers and con...truction and other workers who traveled from job to job, worked tons of hours then went back to the hotel with beer and the pool and time to kill. I was there for three nights, and was bored out of my mind and focused only on one thing, sucking cum out of a cock I got hard in my mouth. The first day I just sat back and watched at the pool as guys. But after only a few quick rubs up and down, Charlie’s cock was up to its full majestic height again and I lay back and opened my legs to receive him. He lowered himself gently on top of me and his lovely rod slipped into my hungry cunt. He began pumping up and down in a steady rhythm and my body surged upwards to meet his as every pounding jab struck home. I managed to slow him down, making sure that on each stroke the whole of his marvellous cock slid in and out of me like a piston. His eyes. Amalie’s mother, in her early years, up until age and the ravages of a hard life intervened, was what is known in France as a ‘demimondaine’, a lady of dubious reputation. Her discreet liaisons were always with important and influential men. She it was who taught Amalie that to get ahead in this world a woman had to be freely able to give pleasure to a man. Love, commitment, long term relationships were words that we never spoken in that world. Her marriages were marriages of convenience, when. She might want to ask you some questions about that." You told her about Saturday?" Sure. I told you that I'd never cheat on her. If I didn't tell her, that would be cheating. She was envious of you. I don't think she's ever done what we did. I've seen her eating two other girls at the same time while I was fucking all of them, but I don't think she's had two or three guys at the same time." What if she tells somebody about me?" Why would she Carla? She's every bit as big a slut as you are..