...but that is where the similarities stopped. He again asked his mom what was wrong and she again said nothing, but as she tool a drink of her coffe..., hecould SWEAR he heard her say "He hasn't fucked me in three months". Jason almost choked on his breakfast which startled both of them, because he THOUGHT she said that, and because she figured he COULDN'T have known what she thought. He figured itwas his imagination but thought he'd do a little test. So he told his mother that she and his. Perhaps encourage him to slip his hand under my skirt. I let that tableau hang in the air, I darted my tongue in my husband’s ear. He had gone very quiet but his penis was the stiffest it had been since I don’t know when. I let my tongue play around his ear and his neck in a way I know he loves. I said he had to realise that there was a man somewhere in the hotel that was at that very moment imagining what he might be doing to me if i had of let him touch me more. My husband was very silent,. He wasted no time thrusting deep into her pussy, stretching her in one quick movement. She whimpered, her fingers grasping the divider tight as her pussy spasmed with the intrusion. He set a hard and fast rhythm. His grip on her hips impossibly tight as he fucked her. She met him thrust for thrust, circling and grinding back against him. So so needy, he thought. It turned him on all the more. He wasn’t quite certain what all she liked and didn’t have the time to find out. He started to spank. As soon she was dressed in the outfit she was given and started for thedoor. Sadly, her attempt at escape was cut off by two hands. They grabbedher by the hips and pulled her back towards a nice, warm body. Arielgasped, trying to turn the knob. "I-I have to get back to my house! My son-" Your son is a big boy and can wait until you've had breakfast at least,"Cassandra interrupted her, gently leading her back to the kitchen.Cassandra put her in her seat, noting how easy it was to bring her.