At our lane he didn't bother putting on his shoes, telling me to bowl for both of us.While I was swinging my first ball, I whacked it against my thigh..., hurting and surprising myself. I dropped the ball, and it was in the gutter before it'd rolled five yards down the lane. Not exactly impressive.Robert asked, "Do you want some pointers on stance, Mark?" Want and need. Thanks."Robert spent a couple of minutes coaching me, and I quickly picked it up. My next ball knocked down some pins. For the. Sure, enough, I could feel my balls tightening fast."I'm going to cum," I gasped."Oh, yeah, Mike," she grunted. "Cum for me. Fill me with your hot cum. Fuck itdeep into me," she moaned as I began to drive into her in hard, fast strokes.I couldn't have stopped it now if the building was on fire. I was fucking her asif my life depended on it, desperate to reach that point of blissful release.Then the dam burst.Jamming my cock into her as hard and deep as I could possibly manage, slammingher. I made sure to keep the act up untilI was out of the building, hotel card in my pocket. I was going to makesure everything I did tonight was perfect, show Mistress that she wasnot wrong to consider my infidelity behind us and move forwardequalized.When I got to the hotel room the 'Do Not Disturb' sign was in place butI guessed that was just to keep hotel staff from interfering. Sureenough the room was empty, a single king sized bed dominated the roombut it wasn't cramped. First I went to the. He imagined her bringing back a wet, warm washcloth and washing his cock. He could feel her hand lift his cock to wash around it, wash the shaft, and wash his balls. She might even wash his ass. Now, he hoped her juice had dripped that far. He felt it leak down his shaft, and his balls as she got off him. He was laying there remembering her hips as they moved in that tight black mini skirt. Her breasts were huge as they struggled to pop the one button that was straining to hold her blouse.