There was no password. My access to it was via a small tablet. I used it just to do pure research, so I didn't have any need for a real keyboard. Most...of the sites I accessed had a drop down menu, so I used the thick wooden stylus. I had made those myself from a wooden dowel purchased from a New Jersey hardware store. I actually made several of them.I found the site I wanted after only a short search. It was a business in Gulf Port Mississippi. A town of just a few hundred more souls than. “Baby, I can see you are one hot momma. I bet you canmake a man real happy. I could not believe it when yourhusband said that he had a real foxy chick in the roomthat needed some black meat. I have always dreamed ofgetting me a nice white wife to fuck.”“Well I am a white wife and I think I can make youhappy. Come to Momma,” as I pulled him close and wekissed like a couple of horny high school teen-agers. I was so hot I didn’t waste any time pushing my muffininto. She went on to embellish about what a beautiful cock Rick has and how much fun it was to be dating me and fucking him! I knew right then that I had been played. She went on to invite me to Rick's house that night so she could get "lessons" from an "experienced" cocksucker and reminded me that if there was any chance of earning back my keys I would be there; I got the message. I showed up right on time and Melissa answered the door. She invited me in and Rick took charge and told me to strip off. Standing next to the open curtains and window was Gretchen, dressed in her ratty workout gear. She grinned evilly at me."I'm working out in here this morning," she shouted. "Hope that's okay."I stumbled out of bed, and the waves of noise - was that country music? - washed over me, driving me back at the same time I was trying to move forward. Gretchen's grin didn't waver as I reached her, but she looked confused when instead of searching for the off switch, I picked it up by the handle and.