‘I— I’m Kami,’ I said softly. ‘And he’s my— my husband.’ She nodded, seeming to have gained some understanding. After all, it had been... a parking lot of a Woman’s Shelter. The question was … what was SHE doing there? She seemed well-off with a fancy RV and designer clothes. What had she been doing at the shelter? ‘Don’t worry, Kami. I’m going to help you,’ the woman promised. ‘I’m known for my wild driving skills.’ She winked at me, and I stared back, looking dumbfounded. It was an attempt at a. I climbed on the bed and knelt between her legs, stroking my cock to maximum hardness. Pushing her legs wide I rubbed my knob over her clit, coating it with her juices before slipping through her lips to the entrance to her tunnel. Despite my rough fingering there was still a lot or resistance as I pushed my knob firmly into her. Tears once more formed in her eyes as I buried the head of my cock deep inside her, thrusting firmly I soon forced my knob all the way in, pausing to adjust my. They shared a brief hug, before Alyssa pulled away to collect the clothing they’d hastily discarded earlier. As they walked towards the door, Faye appeared in a bright flash of purple.“Hello! I wondered if I could talk to you about something important?” she asked, looking at John with a curious expression on her face.Alyssa hit the button to open the door into the Lagoon and she smiled when she saw there was a cleaning bot waiting outside. Dropping the pile of clothes into the laundry hopper on. .). I pulled my balls hard and bated my cock.. so good...and it was not long I blasted a heavy load over my stomach and chest. Spent, I relaxed and massaged my cock a littel more and after 10 minutes or so packed up and drove to he Motel, where I had a quick dinner before retirtiing to my room.On my way out of the motel, I passed a young guy, who looked at me and in passing I heard him softly say: "I saw you today..."I stopped and replied: "Oh, at he fuel station?"He grinned and confirmed:.