To be honest, I was not certain if I was disappointed or glad that she had failed to pick up her mark. “Which one of the idiots turned you down?” ... asked once we untangled tongues. “I really don’t want to talk about it,” she replied and instead she pulled on the belt of my robe and it fell open and she smiled down at my cock. “Been thinking about something?” She asked as a sly smile slid across her lips just before we resumed the warm passionate kissing we love! A few moments later just as. ’ ‘I could sure use a taste.’ ‘Anytime.’ ‘Yeah, anytime I don’t drink too much.’ ‘Did you drink too much last night?’ ‘One too many – I hate wasting hard cock.’ ‘Waste not, want not.’ I was getting lame but still hoping I could get her to say something that would let me know who was sending the texts. ‘I must be wasting because I sure am wanting.’ ‘Fortunately, dick’s a renewable resource.’ ‘LOL’ Shit, I thought, all I knew is that she was horny. I had my suspicions about Liz but I knew it. As I read my eyes caught a movement on the other wall, "Steve!", I called sotly," look!" I was staring at a semi-erect uncut cock poking through a hole in the wall, Steve whispered it's a glory hole thing , probably thinks there's a gay in here, wants it sucking, "Really? "I said , my hand almost involuntarily touched the disembodied cock, it twitched as I did, Steve hissed ,'Anne No!' Too late as I took the cock between my finger and thumb as I gently pulled upon it ,feeling it grow and. Lauren isnt on her way home. They have been up in Baltimore at a sex toy shop shopping. They are on the way to a Motel 6 near BWI airport and she wants me to make a reservation and pay for the room. I now realize, it hasn't happened but will in a few short minutes. I am already online so find the hotel website and verify the address. Lauren hangs up and I make the reservation online.Five minutes later she calls back. I am thinking again, ok she changed her mind but nope. She wanted to verify.