My orgasms are long, intense, almost painful. They leave me gasping for breath, my whole body shaking. All the time he talks. Sometimes in English, so...etimes French or what sounds like Latin. Sometimes in a strange, guttural language that I don't understand. I talk too. Begging. Promising. So many other words I can't remember. Still he goes on. His stamina is impossible. I am exhausted. Barely able to think and when finally he takes his pleasure, finishing in my mouth I can barely even stand.. After a brief discussion the siblings learned they would be spending the next week in a motel and they would have to pack some clothes for the week. Newlyn was quite upset by this but little could be done about it. A whole weekend shot over a stupid power pole. This had to be the worst Friday ever.The motel was a basic block layout. It had roughly four rooms two bed rooms, a bathroom, and a kitchen. One of the bedrooms was connected to the kitchen with out a wall in-between making it the basic. So, she threw her blinds wide open and walked around naked until she noticed him watching. She said she smiled at him when he got caught and then, although it was too far away to see good detail, she laid down on the bed and opened her legs and started masturbating. She said he stood the shocked for a minute and then pulled out his dick and began to stroke himself. She said she watched him watching her until she saw him cum on the glass and back away. Things were getting better in every way,. He skipped the late lunch with his traveling companions at the hotel and headed for Finnegan's after dropping his bags in his hotel room. He figured he'd get a sandwich at the pub while waiting for Darlene. He'd been at the pub for over an hour and was about to give up waiting and go searching for her when her silhouette appeared in the entrance.There was no mistaking Darlene's unique fashion sense. She stood out in any crowd wearing a beige long-sleeve turtleneck sweater above a similarly drab.