I swear, if I don't get another job soon, this fat slob is going to have a heart attack and leave his sweaty 300 pound carcass draped on top of me in ...ome incredibly inconvenient location. "Mmmm, yum", I said. I spent a moment licking his ball sack and worked my way up his lube covered dick until it was both soft and clean. I again made eye contact and made a bit of a show of licking my lips and smacked them together. I opened my mouth and showed him I'd swallowed like a good girl and gave him. Oh no. But one of those super de luxe radio remote controlled ones he saw over at the park every time they went. If she'd let him he would sit for hours watching the other boys shrieking their cars on to victory as they had races around and around the special track built by the parks authority. And she was happy seeing him happy. That's why when he had asked her whether he could have one for his birthday she had nodded. But that was weeks ago and his birthday seemed so far away. Now it was in. I pulled into the space beside him and motioned him to follow me. We reached my motel and went into my room, once in side he turned on the television and looked in the bath. Satisfied that we were alone he dropped have the room rent on the table and begin to undress. Puzzled by his silence, I watched as he disrobed and gasped quietly as he turned and I had a descent look at his penis. It was at least nine inches long and had a distinct upward bend to it, he stood there looking at me till I. There she laid out on the big bed, spread eagled, and ready. She looked golden across the white sheets. She spat on her hand and then rubbed her clit with the spittle. She looked up at me and smiled, and said, “That's tight. It's like I've never been fucked before.” She then stuck her finger into her mouth and waved me over. “Let me guess, he doesn't believe in getting blowjobs, either?” She laughed and I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock that was throbbing and hard and already wet at.