To my annoyance, he took her to a motel room he'd procured earlier. To my further annoyance, he'd rented out the adjacent rooms, and this motel was qu...ite free of any of the vermin I occasionally used as spies. I had two choices, watch the encounter through the victim's mind, or slip into an adjacent room and listen. Either choice presented a substantial risk of discovery, but the latter allowed me to keep my mental defenses up, thus reducing the risk of mental injury.As I installed myself in. "Do you want to touch it?" No! No touching," she repeated.When she licked her lips, I asked, "Do you want a taste?" Oh, you naughty, dirty boy," she scolded and laughed. Then she added, "Okay, I can't resist it." Mrs. Marsh drew the chair closer. Her tongue licked all around my cockhead and then she opened her mouth and closed her lips around it. She continued to caress my cock's tip with her tongue and I tried to thrust forward but she pulled back. "No," she said, staring up at me. "My way or. I asked Randy if he wouldn’t mind looking at my master bathroom sink. It was slow to drain and seemed to be getting slower every day. His response was polite as usual “yes Miss Lacy show me the way”.As I made my way up the stairs towards the master bathroom, I was wondering if he was enjoying the view of my pink silk pajama shorts. They exposed my upper thighs to the hilt. Combined with my oversized white men’s shirt and no bra, I realized I should have woke up earlier and dressed more. Her professional office environment couldn't tolerate slutty. The following week her first text came through. "Make for easy access". She had the bedroom door ajar while I got ready for my day. I listened for a few minutes, I'm such a voyeur. She came out wearing a new leather skirt. It was knee length, sexy yet sophisticated. She had on a shimmering satin top. Tight around her breasts, but covered well with a business sport coat. Her heels were well shined without being stripper height.She.