I had two of my vibrators handy getting myself read for him. One inside of me and a bullet one on my harden clit with my legs crossed holding everythi...g in place. With my one free hand, I was working my nipples hard by rubbing and pinching them. As Del stepped in and saw me, he quickly undressed while closing the door. With his lips on mine, kissing me long and hard. Passionately with his hands roaming over my body. “I love the feel of your breasts, your hard nipples and your tummy. Feeling. There, sprawled facedown on the counter, was Mrs. White. I could see her torso, but I didn't move forward enough to see her husband fucking her, and more importantly, for him to see me.Mrs. White's head was turned towards the door, and when she saw me her eyes got wide. Suddenly she grunted, "Oh my god, Oh my god, I'm cumming!" as she tensed and came. However her body continued being pounded forward as she recovered.Then I saw Mr. White's hand reaching across the counter and picking up a bottle. I wanted a drink, of whiskey damn it, hasn’t anyone been paying attention? However, I don’t drink and drive. Instead, I started the engine and headed out of town to the motel on the interstate where I had made reservations. I smiled as I drove. Sandy had been lovely, sexual and tasty too. I was set for several days now, as I had also recently snacked on a Goth college student who was something very unusual, a repeat. Almost monthly she and I made love, the climax of which was my drinking about. I could feel the stone lurking above my head, threatening to crush down on us. My shoulders squirmed, but I ignored it. We had a mission to accomplish and my fears would do little to help.But I missed the openness. I had grown up on the northern tundras, on endless plains of sere grass and rolling hills. I could see vast distances, and not just the dozens of feet Faoril’s balls of light allowed me to see.As we neared our midday break, Xera strode up to me. “There are noises ahead. Movement..