I could press my shaft against her tongue, rub my helmet on that slippery delight, or fuck deeper when I wanted my shaft to feel some more. All the ti...e her hands moved on my balls or thighs or arse and she moaned and groaned.Once I had got plenty of that and her bodily noises were reaching fever pitch, I gently held her jaw and neck to open her throat even further. She knew she had to relax her whole throat, and it was easy in her state of abandon. I thrust slower and deeper than before until. "Would you like something to drink?" A waitress in a white pantsuit uniform asked us."Oh Danny, get us some more of those martinis," Ellen said as she stood, "and I'm going to the girls' room to freshen up for you."As I watched Ellen cross the large room toward the door marked LADIES, I described the martinis to the waitress who left to get them.Alone, I wondered again what Ellen had meant by what she said. I wasn't sure I was up for an evening of being jostled around on a dance floor. And I. We are having 5 guests, so make sure that the table is set appropriately. I will be back in a couple of hours.’ And with that, she went out the door. I cried by myself on the sofa for almost an hour, wondering what I was going to do. I thought again of last night, of my wife forcing my lips onto Will’s cock, and of the snatches of whispered conversation I had heard the first night that they spent together. My resolved hardened again. I put on my pea coat, and picked up the small suitcase I had. As he again stood beside the humvee and fixed his pants he ordered, "OK, lest get the area cleaned up and get these bitches back to the station." He looked at Carol and Michelle and said "Your tour of old buildings is also going to include the MP Station. Hope you appreciated the effort." They then had their wrists hancuffed in front of them. Michelle was placed in the backseat of the humvee and Carol was back in the passenger seat of the mustang. Sitting there Carol felt the burns on her body.