She still was required to service him whenever he wanted, but two to three nights a week she would wind up in the back seats of cars or in dingy motel...rooms, mostly with students but also, from time to time, with some "townies". She had already bedded the Assistant Mayor, the manager of a major chain discount department store and the high school track coach.Rhonda was becoming more depressed with each passing day. She longed for Paul's love and caring devotion, at the same time, realizing that. My left hand was free to do whatever it wanted to do. And that was exactly what it did.There was light traffic and as the sun rose, the roads were getting more and more active.“Could have taken the top off for you if there was not so much traffic,” she said sadly.“It’s ok, we will get there eventually,” I said more to myself than to her.“Can’t wait anymore”, she said and that’s all I wanted to hear.So I stopped touching her and concentrated on my driving. I rattled my brain and tried to. Ken: But you haven't got off yet...Me: Its cool man.Ken: Nah, no its not. I got you.Ken then threw me on the couch and ripped down my shorts. The alpha-male Marine was cumming out in him. Once my shorts were down, he stared at my uncut, quickly growing 6 inch cock, and I saw him begin to get hard again. He grabbed my cock and began massaging by foreskin up and down my head. God it felt great. Then he lifted up my shirt and began sucking my nipples! I was in heaven! I had to think about baseball. The mom was out for the morning running errands and the neighbours couldn’t see into the garden, so I just got in the pool naked. After around twenty minutes I got out and wrapped my towel around me, then went to the bathroom to shower. I dropped my towel in the bathroom and ran the water, showering the chlorine off my smooth, shaved body. I spotted the mom’s bikini which was hanging to dry by the bath. A quick fantasy flashed into my head of the mom wearing that on the beach in Spain, showing.