I just enjoyed her tears. There would be more to come.I parked in our assigned spot, pointing to my overnight bag on the bag seat. “Bring that,” I...ordered. The Presidential Suite in this motel was a BDSM playroom. The management provided hanging rods, whips, floggers, and other toys. The clients were expected to provide their own butt plugs and vibrators. This was not what Sarah had expected. But she walked in, and without being told, started to remove her clothing. “Has not anyone ever told. BUT then ... Quick as a flash ... the mare she arose!And believe it or not, set out on her toes,And chased after the field, which she slowly caught up,And a horse with no jockey went after the cup.The crowd cheered with delight, as they galloped it out,With her bridle all lose, it was just a plain rout!And when they got to the finish, you could knock me stone dead,For a horse with no jockey, was ten lengths ahead!Now I ought to have cheered, as she finished in style,But the truth of it was, I. ‘I thought I’d bring a friend along tonight,’ Carol Conklin said as she walked through the glass entry doors, into the modern apartment. ‘Tom, this is Lisa.’ Tom smiled at the petite, attractive teenager. ‘Hello, Lisa,’ he said, noting the sultry smile the girl gave him in return, and the lush curves of her young body. He should have gotten a place like this a long time ago. He stood back and watched as the two attractive women walked across the living room. At the house Tom once shared with. . He smiled and said; "Na go for it mate! Enjoy. She really likes you."This was another brilliant but surreal experience; Being openly encouraged to fuck another man's wife? I loved it. I don't think I could do it if I had a wife. But I'm certainly not one to judge...This time I took Shelly on the bed doggystyle while she was using her mouth on another cock lying down. I glided all the way into her when she gasped and said; "OH MY GOD! IS THAT *****?"Dale smiled and said "Yep! It is!" I can.