"Pat made coffee, and I asked if she saw anyone besides the guy in her group. Last time she told me she fucking a friend's son."Trevor, he is a nice g...y. You will like him. He's a titman too. In fact, he is coming around tonight. Why don't you stay?"It was going to be two hours before Trevor was due. I took the opportunity to go back to my motel to freshen up and change. When I got back, Trevor was already there. It didn't surprise me. Nothing Pat does now shocks me; Trevor could only be forty. The tiled floor. Most of all, of course, the two holes in the walls. There was a short bench next to the door and a couple of cheap plastic chairs as the only furniture. It looked pretty squalid.Roni, however, was very satisfied. "Always good to be in here - a real treat compared to them single booths. They get a lot of use and poor old Mo can only do so much trying to keep them clean. You walk in there and your shoes are sticking to the fucking floor sometimes. Now this is more like good. She started as she always did, using just her tongue to bathe his throbbing hardness then wrapping her lips around it and sliding it in and out of her mouth, pushing it as far into her throat as she could before she gagged. She liked it better when he was in charge of this act but she loved that she could please him like this anyway. And then, the waiter walked up and she froze. Oh God. Oh God. She listened but there was nothing in the waiter's voice that showed any suspicion and his cock. He was making slow and careful thrusts.I was feeling both pain and pleasure. The synchronization of his forward thrust and my body’s rhythm I felt hald o his penis already penetarted inside my pussy. With each mm of penetration I was feelin pain and utering ohhhhh… ohhhh He said… U r feeling pain.. shud I stop here? he was sort of sweating. My pleasure overtook the pain and ohhhhhhhhh … pleassseeee.. uncle fuck me.. plaesseeeee , I said as I was totally nailed by his penis throgh my tight.