That's why I had to trick him. I had lured him away from our home to the middle of nowhere on the pretense of having a flat tire. He'd raced out, into...the night, to come get me. Out here, in the dark, next to this sleazy motel, I could be just another piece of ass he could fuck. We didn't have to worry about being discovered. His wife, my mother, would not see us; would not hear us. There were no family portraits hanging on the walls and no dinner dishes needing to be washed. I was just a woman. He, too, was pleased and amazed. He kissed her, “My porn queen. I always wanted to be around famous people, especially adult video stars.”The fact was that up until nine months earlier such a fantasy was the farthest from his mind, and he wouldn’t have even allowed himself such a dream. He’d been staid and rigid in his thinking. Sexual thoughts were forbidden.Alice poked at him. “I’m amazed, too. Not only that, but there’ll be more as the year goes on until no one is interested in me any. Again and again his cock slid in and out of my mouth and throat, his thrusts sometimes quick and shallow, with just 2 or 3 inches fucking my face. Other times he slowly and steadily fed me his entire cock, his balls hitting my chin with each deep thrust. My saliva coated his cock, making it very easy for him to fuck me this way. My own cock was hard as steel, demanding that I give it some attention. I pulled my shorts down and began to stroke it in rhythm with Mike's thrusts, edging closer. She seductively pulls her top over her head exposing the pale flesh of her belly and breasts. Your eyes are drawn to her pink nipples, erect, calling to you to touch them. Your arms are stilled pinned, so you relax and let the adventure unfold.Her hands slowly slide the skirt up over her thighs; more and more is revealed until finally you can see a hint of red hair – and then the vision is gone. You look up at her, a cheeky smile on her face, the skirt sitting back on your belly again. Your.