I’ll see you tomorrow then. Okay?’ ‘Okay.’ Sammi didn’t hear the man approach. All she felt was her cell phone being ripped out of her hand ...nd a pair of angry eyes glaring at her. ‘Hey!’ ‘The incomparable Sammi Glass.’ Sonny hissed, pinning her arms close to her body and pulling her against him. ‘You’re much prettier in person.’ ‘Let me go!’ ‘Where’s the girl?’ ‘What girl?’ ‘Don’t play stupid with me, cunt!’ Sonny wrenched her arm backward, drawing a sharp cry of pain from Sammi. ‘Let me. There was her beautiful son that she’s always admired and cherished. And next to him was one gorgeous twenty-something man stroking his cock as he fantasized about her. Her pussy started dripping immediately.She looked at Brian’s cock, “for this to happen we need to do something about this,” she said as she knelt down and put his penis back in her mouth.As usual, it took no more than 30 seconds to be erect. It was here that she really took control. Brian knew what was coming, Mike laid there. They had driven, in Charlie’s old blue Chevy pickup, from their clandestine second meeting at an anonymous Starbucks to Myric Motel, a small, decrepit roadhouse on Highway 72 at the very eastern edge of Huntsville. There was no formality of checking in, and the manager showed them to a room opening directly on the parking lot. Charlie passed him an envelope and after leaving the key, and with a quick “good afternoon,” the manager left. The room was so-so; old fashioned, spartan, and with. "This is so wrong of us, I'm a married woman."I continued to play with Tracy's pussy as I said, "And a very sexy one at that, a married woman who loves to be made love too."There was a moment of hesitation before Tracy responded. "I will go with you," she said while I unbuttoned her blouse. "I know we shouldn't do this but I can't help myself." Tracy was standing before me sans clothes. "I've never had these kinds of feelings before." What kind of feelings could you be talking about darling," I.