Finally I said “Excuse me, I am not sure what...” That is far as I got, I suddenly felt a hand slap my left cheek hard! And she spat out “Shut t...e fuck up whore, you are fucking my husband, and have no right to talk to me!”“Miss, I think you do not understand what is going on, and I certainly do not fully understand.” I thought I was being very diplomatic, and while I was now furious at Ralph, I also wanted her to know I was not a whore, and he had not been fucking me!“Sure I do, you are. I started to pump my tool inside her. I was slow initially and she was asking for more. I kept both my hands on the bed and asked her to fold her legs and started pumping hard.Then I took her legs on my shoulders and increased my pumping even faster. The entire room was filled up with her moans. She was asking for more and I was pumping more I was fast and sound was there for showing how much thirsty we both were. Then she asked me that she want to ride me on top. I agreed for that and I came. I felt his fingers on my nipples and clit. Stroking me, pulling my body into his, owning me. I arched my back and beat my fists into the mattress as I came the second time. Charles continued to bugger me without pause, each thrust wringing another climax from me. * A short while later I was back at the terminal, all traces of my two hours of passion with Charles scrubbed and rinsed away. Dorothy must have felt the same way when she returned to Kansas from Oz: Had my adventure been real or. Suddenly three raps echoed into the room from a steady knock and I jumped in response. I stood to my feet and took one step toward the door before pausing again. Looking down at myself, I smoothed the wrinkles out of my shirt, my fingers curling around the hem. I knew I had already made you wait too long at the door, so with a sigh, I unlatched the hook and turned the long handle with a click. As you came into view my eyes widened. Until now Id only seen you in pictures. I had always thought.