Fortunately, there doesn't appear to be anyone but the cars passing by on the highway, likely too quick to get a good view.The sidewalk leads out into...the strip of a parking lot for the motel where there are a few cars parked. Just in front of the door to the room we were in is parked a large sedan. He makes sure to lead me far enough down the sidewalk so that it does not obstruct my view of the road. Or perhaps it's vice versa."Sit up, bitch." Tugging upwards on the chain so that I have. “I mean, what if we wanted to do it again?”“I do want to again, Mother,” he said.She glanced at him, and when she saw his eyes on her, she smiled and flipped the other side of her skirt away from her legs.“Many times?” she asked.“As many as you’ll let me,” he replied.Judy breathed deeply, feeling her nipples brush the moistness of her blouse.“I may let you do it all the time,” she said softly. “All the time.”“Yeah!” Tony gurgled, sitting up and placing his hand on her shoulder. “I’d really go. I’ll come over in a couple of days and we’ll talk.”She unbuckled her seat belt, leaned over and kissed me hard on the cheek, “You’re a good one, Don. The problem is that you’re just as full of shit as Joe was.”“Buckle your butt back in, woman. And when you do come over, don’t wear panties.”I felt wonderful when I received the punch on my shoulder.The only thing she said was, “Bite my ass!”I told her I’d love to…Eight days later, my phone rang, “Hello, Puss.”“Hi… okay if I come over for a while?. “Relax, baby girl, Shailu won’t force you to do anything,” I said, and ran one hand up her back soothingly, pulling my finger out of her. She relaxed visibly, and I took my chance – I pinned her head and back down with the arm that had been stroking her and spread her cheeks with the other hand, impaling her on every inch of my cock, letting her scream into the pillow as hard as she could. Her ass was tighter than anything I’d ever felt, gripping and straining and stretching against me, her.