Getting hard pounded, she would let out a louder "AH!" or an "OH!" here and there! after a few more minutes of this hard fucking, while keeping the rh...thm, he grit his teeth, snarling and groaned, saying, “oh shit! im fucking cumming! fucking cumming! fucking cumming!” saying “fucking” with one thrust and “cumming” with the next! pounding it in her several times over! fresh cream was oozing out of her pussy, and as he slowed he lightened his thrusting, pushing it in gently with each squirt.. John was right, Mel’s parents must be coming home shortly. They did not want to finish the play already and Mel had no place to take John to continue their sex and games session except the small motel not far off from them. John wrote a fake note to his grandfather that he was going to movies with Uncle Mel and shall arrive back home late and should not be awaited for dinner. By the time they arrived at the motel, the chilled glasses, bucket of ice and the bottle of Tanqueray with cans of tonic. I had a good book to read, the Internet to surf, I could even take a nap if it came to that. Still, by now it was 4:30, and I was tired of waiting.Finally the doorbell rang and I ran downstairs. When I opened the door the truck was backed up practically to my doorstep, and there were two young Latino dudes standing there. They were in their 20s I guess, good looking and pretty well built. The one who seemed to be in charge checked my name to be sure they were in the right place, then introduced. I asked her if we would be interrupted by her husband. She told me that she owned a little shop in the downtown area. I was to come in just before closing and pose as a customer then when the last customer left we would go upstairs where her office was and have sex. She was the only one there on that particular day and he husband never came to the store and did not question when she was late returning home. He assumed it came with running her own store. I asked her to wear certain clothes and.