We’d always get real kinky there and my mother said that it was during those motel trysts, that it really felt like she was cheating on my father, b...cause it was outside of our safe domain, our house. I’ll never forget the first time we went there, how excited the both of us were, to be fucking in a strange room, in a sleazy motel. It really brought everything we were doing to the forefront. It turned out to be the site of some of our more enthusiastic fucking and experimentation sessions that. After about 10 minutes Paul stopped and said to Jane, "Shall we go up to bed and get comfy". "OK," was all she said. What did they have planned for me?"You lay on the bed," Jane said to me. "Paul, you can watch."I dutifully laid down, Jane knelt on the bed, straddling my face. Lowering herself she proceeded to suck me. I raised my head, straining to lick her clit and arse. Instinctively she lowered herself onto my lips. We 69'd for some time. She tasted wonderful.Jane worked my balls in her. After a minute or two I replenished the cream and proceeded to apply it to the rest of the front of my upper body smoothing and pinching the flesh of my belly. I sneaked a look at my victim, for that is what the reader had become. He had discarded the novel which now lay on the sand and he was shading his eyes from the glare of the sun in order to see better what I was about. Subjected to much attention from my hands my body began to glow, and much of the glow was sexual; I was arousing my. "Not that I'm aware of, son. But I know better than to ask your mother about it, if it's supposed to be a surprise."James didn't reply but went over to the window that overlooked the car park. Apparently seeing nothing he shrugged and then went out into the garden by the river. I presumed he was on a glass hunt from the previous evening. It was still well before opening time so there were no bar customers around yet.Although I must add, James had been eyeing up a young teenager from one of the.