We had stalled just about as long as we could. If we were going rafting, we had to get to the ticket booth by seven thirty to get on the first trip of...the day. They had trips where a helicopter brought you back to the park, but those were prohibitively expensive, even for me. But you could also get picked up by a bus at the end of the float, and brought back that way, which was what we intended on doing.This motel had typical offerings, with one room, containing either one queen bed, or two. There was a guy standing against the wall and I just asked him if he wanted a blowjob. He said, “Yes,” so we entered a private booth. I immediately got on my knees and unzipped his pants. He had a nice cock, not long, but he had a huge mushroom head. I loved sucking his cock, I was in heaven. He shot a load in my mouth and then I cummed in my pants. It was great. I remember that first time as if it were yesterday. One day my friend Carl and I went to his friend's house to hang around and. His fingers grazed across her cloth-covered labia and she shuddered slightly."Let's take this party upstairs to your room," Ronnie said confidently. His tone was strong yet soothing, and my wife nodded quickly."Yes," Leslie said softly, almost submissively. Her voice was low and thick with lust. I had never seen this side of my wife and it excited me on a level I never knew I had. We had been married for 17 years, together for almost 25 and to the best of my knowledge, Leslie had never been. The silent movement of the large door startled him, and gave his heart a rush. It was time!The door opened only a few inches then stopped, just as planned. An adrenaline rush flowed through his body, giving him determination and strength to finish his task. He moved upon silent bare feet, grabbing the door in his free hand.As he slowly opened the door, the inner room was bathed in yellow light from a small candle next to the large lavish bed. Flavius paused only for a second as he looked upon.