He continues to work my ass, stretching my hole before shoving a well lubed ,vibrating butt plug hard and fast where his fingers had just been. He ret...urns to licking and nibbling on my clit. I’m in sensory overdrive, humping his face harder trying to cum. He stops just before I go over the edge. I’m left there panting with the vibe filling my ass making my entire body shake with want. I whimper and try again to beg for release. The gag is finally removed, and as soon as I find my voice I. The email read, "If you’re here 303 it's open." That's it. I turned around, shut off the stove and told my wife that I was going out. I plugged the hotel into Google Maps just as I was leaving, and headed to the car. Ten minutes, the estimated time said. "A few minutes away," was my response. I was nervous as hell when I got to the hotel at 9:16, but I'd committed myself to this. I took everything out of my pockets but my car key and phone, and locked the rest in my car. On the way in, I texted. Having just looked in the fridge and realizing I was cursed to eat leftovers by myself, I agreed to join here and at least enjoy a meal.I gathered up all the tech and trudged over to my in-laws. They were happy to help and my wife’s mom even offered to head back to my house. Even though it was a stone’s throw away, I was delighted to know I wasn’t shrugging my parental duties and told her I wouldn’t be too long. My plan was to grab a meal with my wife and her friends, satisfying my social. You don't know who I am and even if you could find me, I have an airtight alibi for this evening."Brad slumped back down, shaking his head and spraying blood from his nose all around. He looked up at me and I could see the fear in his eyes. He was going to have a couple of shiners."Remember Brad, if you ever hit Rebecca again, your body will end up in the Mississippi, floating down stream. Who knows, maybe you'll make it all the way to New Orleans." I turned and walked around the building. That.