He was staying at hotel across town in a shady motel known for its v******e. I wasn't sure about it but he did send me a face picture and a full nude....He was in his early forties, had a thick moustache, he was really buff/strong looking, hairy chest, dark pubic hair with his large uncut cock dangling between his huge muscular legs. He didn't mix words in his response. He wanted to be sucked till hard, fuck until cum, and then finish with cum in my mouth. My Dom commanded me onward.I couldn't. It is at this point that I want to slap her misshapen face hard but I resist the urge, instead I thrust my fingers into her soaking and smelly unwashed cunt. She gasps and momentarily arches her back. I then grab her tit roughly squeezing it till she asks me to stop – it makes me smile when she registers pain across her uneven features. I begin to circle my thumb around her clit – she likes that – and knead the nipple of her large saggy left breast. Her lips are slightly apart and bring my head. Then tell me what it's all about. Does it have anything to do with that boyfriend of yours?"Megan honked into the tissue. "Yes," she said softly."Are you two fighting?" No. Nothing like that."Her mother put her arms around Megan. "Tell me what's the matter. That's what mothers are for. To take away the hurt and fear." Oh, Mama," Megan sobbed, "it's all wrong. I can't do anything right. I didn't mean to fall in love. I really didn't." None of us ever do. I certainly didn't plan to fall in love. But what sealed the deal for me was Laura. A late 30s brunette with big tastes and bigger tits, she exuded status. Her hair dusted the shoulders of a killer body for her age, with only faint signs of wear around the edges, and intense emerald eyes behind designer glasses. At the initial negotiation meeting she breezed into the boardroom in a charcoal pencil skirt and aqua blouse. I could hardly wrench my eyes off her as she glided around the table to sit opposite me, taking notes with a.