She couldn't say anything to her husband. He couldn't do anything, being behind the bars.They talked about the usual stuff about the children and how ...hey both are. Mary sensed that he was holding something back. She wanted to ask but the feel of the guard was still on her mind. She needed to go home and play with herself."Are you sure you ok?" Tom asked his wife. "You seem disturbed."Mary shook her head. "Nothing is wrong, honey." If you are sure. You can tell me anything you know." Tom was. "I'm getting your location now, Ayame ... Okay, we're getting closer; I see Roger's car ... Okay, now I can see a black car ahead of Roger ... He's right behind it now."Cynthia watched as Roger pulled around the black car and then cut in front of it, forcing it off the road onto the shoulder near the beginning of a guardrail cable, about 50 feet from a dry creek bed."Tom! Pull in back of them and block that car so they can't back out!" she cried as she saw the black car jerk into reverse and. On the appointed day we arrived at the motel and checked in. The youngwoman at the reception desk slowly explained the amenities awaiting us:pool, sauna, exercise room. I noticed Dawn was fidgeting as much as I.There was only one amenity on our minds.We got in the elevator and headed up to the third floor. We kissed. Shefelt my hard cock through my pants and moaned into the kiss: “I want this!”I dropped the keycard twice. Dawn laughed, her hand on my ass. The lockfinally succumbed to my. I was trying to mirror Helen as we moved on to his legs and thighs. Helen then drizzled some oil on his butt and we both rubbed his backside, occasionally teasing his inner thighs. She moved on to his crack and the sensitive zone between balls and ass. I reached down further between his legs and, watching all the while, saw the tip of his cock peer out as he got hard. I applied a little more oil and ran my fingers over the head. In a bit, he made the initial move onto his knees and his cock and.