The motel innkeeper was from India and he kept his small clean motel busy by running his own porno films after 10:00 pm at night till 5:00 am in the m...rning on a special channel ! One midweek evening I checked in late about 9:00 and at the same time an attractive couple drove up beside and checked in the room beside me. As I walked to the ice machine retrieving a coke and ice for a late night drink , the husband came up beside and mentioned that he and his wife chose the old motel for the. His parents weren't home, but his older s*ster, 18 years old at the time, would watch after them in their parents’ absence. His friend’s s*ster was a hot brunette, who didn't pay any attention to either of them.They played, watched some movies, ate a lot of nachos and went to bed, leaving Brenda (the s*ster) watching TV. In the middle of the night, Ron found that he had to go to the bathroom. He was taking a leak when the door opened and Brenda suddenly came in, wearing only a t-shirt. And a. It scared me as I heard my wife gagging over the soundof the movie while he pushed her face down on his cockfurther than before and shot his load in her throat. Icould see Melissa’s arms pushing back desperately, withall of her might, trying to avoid being suffocated bythis man’s brutal assault on her face. And then it wasover. He released his grip, and, with a gasp, my wife rose upand away from the searing reality of what she wasexperiencing. As she turned back towards me she. Then again, his finger dragged along her clitoris, hot with anticipation. He pushed her onto her back, making his way down on her. She felt his tongue enter her and move into her wetness. Reaching inside her with his tongue, he drank her liquid. His tongue slid rhythmically from inside her across her wetness up to her clitoris and back, again and again.She rocked against him until the warmth spread across her body and then she drew him back to her mouth. The simple, comfortable stimulation was.