I was.I opened my eyes.I was looking up at a white popcorn ceiling. I moved my arms. I was lying on a bed. I felt someone or something lying next to m.... I took several long breaths and then I slowly scooted myself off the bed. My eyes began to focus and I looked over at what I had previously touched.It was Katherine. But it wasn't Katherine either. This Katherine was dressed in designer jeans, a red tee-shirt with 'Depeche Mode is No Romance In China' printed across the chest, and sneakers on. Then move on to the other, giving it you fierce attention. Again and again you draw me to the edge with your ministrations but you do not allow me to go over. Your mouth moves on me again and travels down my stomach leaving a trail of kisses in its wake. I feel you kiss the top of my mound and then run your tongue over it. I tremble and shudder, this above all is what I yearn for. To feel you love me with you tongue and lips. You take such infinite care as you graze my nether lips with kisses.. He said that a lot of women said that he hurts them too bad. I guess I just didn't understand. I would love to have a dick like his. And eventually, I would, but not the way I anticipated. It wasn't long before Cheryl came back from getting cleaned up and we all just sat around talking and drinking and just getting to know each other. Eventually, Marc went home and we went to bed. It was then I asked my wife if she had a good time. She said "Oh God yes". He had such an awesome dick. Then I. He propped himself bending at his elbows and saw her in ashort black mini skirt with top that was skintight spandex low cutshowing his best guess a pair of double-d breasts, nice way to wake up,wait a minute, who was she and where am I, he said, "First, good morning,second who are you and where am I?"Judy thought go slow, too much information and his poor brain will fry.She said, "My name is Judy, and you are in my motel room, I am sure youwant to know why you are here, so here is what has.