I did not look up to her face as she answered, my attention now drifting to the front of her panties.- "Before I was married I was never interested. I... was another time. And now my husband doesn't want to. He says it is weird."I did not answer. Instead I now traced my fingers over the front of her panties starting at her hip. She was slim and her hip bones were slightly protruding from her flat stomach. Not much but enough for the string to not lie flush over her stomach. There was a little. She whispered in his ear, "What's stopping you?" They broke apart and the look of desire on each other's face was answer enough. Someone from the edge of the dance floor yelled, "Shit, either fuck her now, or get a room!" They both had enough alcohol in their system that driving was out of the question, and a taxi would take too long. They walked through the lounge, to the adjoining hotel, and Will said smartly to the heckler, "Thank you for a fine idea. I will get a room and you can be. You're so deep. Did you like watching mommy on stage tonight?" Carrie's voice burned in his ears."Fuck yes...you were so hot. All those guys wanted to fuck you. You should have heard the things they were saying..." Tell me baby...tell me." Her breathing was getting raspier and heavier. "One guy wanted to bend you over and stuff his cock in your ass...another guy was with his wife...she said she wanted to take you home with them..." "Was she hot?" Carrie was starting to bounce up and. Covering her body with his again, he wrapped the leash tightly around his hand and pulled, fucking her hard and deep all the while doing it. Her hands went to his back and she drug her nails down his back, causing him to moan out in pain as she was silent. Releasing the hold, her body came off the bed a little bit, arms wrapping and him as she bit and kissed her way across his chest in turn. Dont cum yet, he said, knowing all too well she was about to. She settled back into the bed and he came.