Well maybe you would..."Why the fuck not Jan, that asshole husband has left you alone for three days, why not have a little fun, after all it's only a...dinner. "OK, why not. Jan, my name is Jan." Oh God thank you. Jim. Jim Burton." Nice to meet you Jim Burton." Jan chuckled and took his arm.Jim walked her to the hotel front door and hailed a cab and he gave a local address to the driver. "I know a really great Italian restaurant on the East side of town, you'll love the food."Jan was a little. I realized that all the sex and some of the violence was very unlike me. I had enjoyed a reasonably active sex life but hadn't been exposed to violence with sex at all. For better or worse, I had taken self-defense courses both for the knowledge and the exercise. I was hunted and fished when I could. Also, I enjoyed camping out when I could. I had never served in the armed forces nor been exposed to violence and, particularly, not to violent sex. However, though I realized the violent sex was. My mom was out of town that weekend and it was just me at home. I was in bed when I heard the front door open. I heard her and a boy speaking downstairs."Shhhh!" She said much louder than she intended "don't wake my brother. Its just him at home but he's a heavy sleeper, we won't wake him" I listened to them for a while. They both sounded drunk as they climbed the stairs. It was lucky I was the only one home because they were not quiet.I quietly got out of bed and peeked out of my room. I saw a. I increase my tongue pressure more and each lick I let linger over his hole before moving on. I hear him sniff poppers so I reach for him to give me a sniff too. This really gets me going and I start rimming my Master strongly, licking, sucking, pushing my tongue into his love hole. I move up to bring his cock down between his legs and suck on the head teasing it with flicks of my tongue and then to his balls that are out of the cockring now so are looser and I suck each into my mouth. I keep.