Mark drove to the motel, a journey of about an hour. The tension in the car was almost measurable. They hardly spoke. When they arrived, a sign read, ...no vacancies". A dozen or so cars were already parked. The place looked respectable, it was fairly new and was well maintained. They parked outside cabin 32 and went inside. There was no need to book in; Harry had sent the key through the post. Still unspeaking, Jill tidied her make-up and they had a drink from a free mini-bar in the corner of. “So what’s your story?” “I don’t have one I just really enjoy sex and I have a high sex drive.” “Then why do you go to the sessions?”“Work made me.”“Well tell me about that then.”I tell her the story about how I used to sleep with the clerks at work and how I got caught sleeping with my boss’ daughter but the HR lady bailed me out and I got made to attend or loose my job.“Bad bunny.” She said in the most provocative voice as she run a circle around the rim of the bottle with her finger. Just. She said she’ll do that but I have to do something for her. I accepted. She told me to strip. I was shocked she took a scale and beat me. It hurt a lot. I then stripped. I was stark naked. She then asked me to stroke my dick to full length.It was back to full length. She took it in her hand. She then stripped and told me to lick her pussy. It was pink and clean. I licked her clean. But from all the girls I’ve fucked she is the one who came the fastest.I think she was very horny. She told me to. Now the overpowering sound of the rain, the deadening of his inhibitions by the wine, and the craving in his groin were driving him crazy with desire. He knew that underneath the thin sheet, she was naked. That sheet and the thin veneer of decency were the only things protecting her from the burning hunger in his heart.He had never felt this way before. But then his mother had never sucked him off either. When he had cum in her mouth, it had tripped a circuit breaker in his brain. Now he could.