And as if to prove my point that a good waitress could always find a job there was a sign in the window that said "Waitress wanted."Joyce said, "Maybe...it is an omen telling me to apply." No you don't girl! You signed on to keep me company all the way to California." Yeah, there is that."There was a motel just across the street so we drove over and I checked us in. The room was a surprise. I was so used to every motel room I stayed in having two beds I never asked, but the room that Joyce and I. I could hear him moaning louder and felt his hand in the back of my head slowly caressing my head. I gagged but didn't stop sucking, as his cock went deeper down my throat. His pubes by now were tickling my nose and I could feel his balls rubbing my chin and the head of his cock had pushed past my gag reflex quite easily as I felt it slide down my throat. I guess practicing with my old girlfriend and her dildo helped!I was really getting into this now, I felt horny and nasty as I pulled out. You suspect your wife might not realize what she's getting into."Are you sure?" You ask. "I mean, I'd be okay with trying it, but you know it has a bit of a reputation." I'm a big girl." Your wife says, "I can handle it." She gives you a determined look and you realize you're not the only one whose been unsatisfied with your sex life for a while. "Maybe it'll help spark things up," she says hopefully. "It'll be like old times. We'll go shopping for sexy costumes and just go nuts."In all the. God forbid we rag on ickle Ronniekins." He ran his thumb over her lips in a way that made her stomach drop in a dizzy, longing fall, and lowered his voice. "Why don't you come home with us tonight, and we'll show you that sex can be orgasms."His words made a hot, quivering excitement stab through her. She swallowed, and looked at them by turn. "What is this? Good cop, bad cop?" I think you lost us there," said George, shaking his head in good-natured confusion."Cops, it's like Muggle ....