My hand only covered half the length of his dick and my fingers could not completely wrap around his dick. Jeff’s dick looked at least 9” long and... as thick as a beer bottle. I wanted him so bad; I wanted his dick in the worst way. I had never cheated before, without the knowledge of my ex, but I also never seen a dick like this before in my life or been fucked by such a large cock. I could feel my pussy getting wet, dripping, my cum running down my thighs. When he was done I told him not to. ”“Uh…..I love you too,” I replied, looking over to see how Stacey would take that little exchange.“That’s so sweet,” she said as she looked at me, a playfully mischievous spark in her eye. “I told you she missed you.” She turned off the road into a motel we’d passed on the way to the restaurant. “Now I’m gonna show you how a real woman should treat a man like you.” A shiver went down my spine as my eyes roamed over her magnificent body, wondering what the rest of the night had in store for. She sounded flustered as she threw her keys on coffee table and made her way to her room. I quickly slipped under the sheets of my bed just in case she would look in on me. Not a second too soon as my door slowly opened. Through half closed eyes I could see Mom stick her head in the door. I snorted and turned feigning sleep. She closed the door quietly. Shortly I heard the sounds of water running for a bath. My heart rate had lowered enough to realize that I still needed to go get the videotape. “I’ll take a craft beer. Whatever the special is.”“Is that all?” she asks.I nod, but she doesn’t move to leave. She’s rooted to her spot an arm’s length away, chewing a pouty lower lip while looking suddenly perplexed. “Do I… know you?” Her eyes scan for traces of recognition and I pull back uncomfortably.“Unlikely,” I lie again.“Strange…I…” she shakes her head, cutting off midsentence. “I’ll be back with your beer in a sec,” she tells me.I nod, and off she goes, leaving me to my thoughts and.