Paula and Ted stopped in to watch the proceedings for a while. ‘I was watching when you sang that song to Gwen this morning. I was sobbing like a te...nager. I have trouble believing just how good you are. Is there anything you don’t do well?’ asked Paula. ‘I hope that’s a rhetorical question,’ kidded Steve. ‘I really hate to reveal my weaknesses.’ ‘I’m beginning to think that Kryptonite is the only thing that could weaken you,’ replied Paula somewhat seriously. ‘I’ll say it again. You’re an. Of course, after a little teasing, Rob laughingly said that while it would be fun if we were away from home and unknown, it wasn't something that could be done in our own house.I didn't realise at the time, but this little bit of fun sowed a wicked thought into my husband's mind.Nothing more was said of that sort of thing, until when, about two weeks later, Rob came home and announced that he'd booked a motel room, way over the other side of the city, for the coming Friday night, for us to. He then pushed me head towards his cock and I assumed that it was going to be the usual - I suck and then spread my legs. But, instead of putting his cock in my mouth, he pulled me across his lap. I was in the spanking position and I started to worry because Ed is a very big man. He ordered me to pull up my skirt and I did what I was told. Then he told me to pull my panties down very slowly. I used both hands to slowly peel me panties down and he told me to stop as soon as my ass was. “Yuri.” She whispered. “Make love to me.”Her legs and arms wrapped around him, as he raised her against the flimsy window. They exhaled, into each other’s mouths, looking into each other’s eyes, when the fat head of his member made its way deep into her sex. For an instant she didn’t moan, filled with desire she had lost her breath, as surely as she would have in the vacuum of space. Her shoulders, her neck, her back arched against the glass, her whole body pushing back fearlessly to bring.