"Martha looked at the slightly scared girl standing before us and nodded, "I know just the place." She said and stood up. "Now then Wendy is there any...hing you needed to pick up from your home before your daddy take you to his?" She asked Wendy brightly.Wendy looked at her and then at me, "I'm not going back to mummy?" She asked hesitatingly."I'm afraid not Wendy, your mother has a little problem at the moment and we don't know when she'll be able to have you, that was why you were here in the. He was grunting and moaning and pounding his fist on the floor. I was thinking he’d probably act a lot better around the nursing home. He let out a loud scream and came in his hand.I pulled out my cock out of his asshole.‘Suck my cock now! Do it you dirty fuck!’‘Yes! Mistress.’Billy wrapped his mouth around my strap-on cock. I think he was truly feeling defeated. He did exactly as I said. I face-fucked his mouth while I moved my hips. He gagged while he gave me. Allen started the truck and we traveled to a nearby hotel."Back in a minute," he said. He got out of the truck and disappeared into the hotel lobby to rent us a room.I slipped my hand into my jogging pants and circled my fingers around my clit. I couldn't wait to see Allen dressed like the lady I've always wanted him to be. I hoped he wouldn't disappoint me but he rarely did.An elderly couple pulled into a nearby parking spot. I was glad Allen's truck had tinted windows so I could finger my. He had to admit that none of the women who he had thought he loved before they met were anything like as talented as her in giving pleasure and receiving it herself.He hadn't expected much of the prostitutes he had been with back home, was often too drunk to do much more than squirt into them, or rather one of their ultra thick condoms, and go to sleep. He'd been fortunate that they were basically honest and hadn't robbed him. If they had thought of emptying his pockets they wouldn't have been.