Did you remember to get a couple of bathing suits?’ I asked. “What else would I have done today” Karen replied.We had a good meal. drank a coupl... glasses of wine and it was play time as the baby went to sleep for the night.As soon as we got into the bedroom Karen removed her blouse and bra. I was examining her breast looking at all the bruises and bite marks on them.“Looks like Mitch was a little extra rough on your tits.” I saidKaren was getting excited from me commenting on her abused breast.. She was my girlfriend after all. Her sister, who was about thirty years old I think lived a few roads away but we rarely met up with her and her husband.After a few months I was out of work and acting as the house husband. Doing all the cleaning and alike. It was summer and on one particularly warm day I took all our washing down to the launderette. I had nothing in my mind other than to take it back and put it on the washing line but for some reason I cannot recall I decided to try a different. Sure enough, she had booked two rooms at the Premier Inn at Burgh Heath one for her and Lenny and one for Cynthia and Darren for midday the following Friday. A quick price negotiation and the deal was sealed. We would arrive and sit in the restaurant until they called. I gave her a mobile number to call on that day from my selection. It was a short drive out of town just to the other side of Sutton, so an hour should get us there. I called Lenny and Darren and told them the good news. A day in. This story is a continuation of Part 10, and as always, I recommend you read my previous stories to fully grasp what is going on at this point of my life. I laid in bed that night, listening to my mom moaning and screaming in her room, getting fucked by Bill, and some other guy I didnt know. I was too tired to try watching what was going on. My pussy, ass, and even throat were sore, I didnt want to be walking around, I felt like I had no energy. I loved the sound of my moms screams and moans,.