” I answered. “I’m sure they would be eager to see as much as they could. What actually happens is up to you.”In retrospect it was dumb to us...e the panacea of our choice as to what would happen with a strange group of men in a remote road side motel on a Saturday night. It was simply constructing a false sense of control and safety over a something that you damn well knew you could not control if you permitted it to go beyond a certain point. I think we both ultimately wanted to create a. I just hope he’s not some sort of creep!Me: You know I’m standing right over here, don’t you? I can hear everything.Rose: I’m sure he’s not, he seems like a good guy! Are you coming to the first class?Anna: No, I need to rest. After 8 hours of the train ride, I’m so tired.Rose: Ok! Are you coming, Aafi?Me: I should, yes.I hope I can find Chloe there! I miss her. We went to the classroom. There were lockers in the corridor.Rose: This is my locker over here. You’re going to get one for yourself. He strokes my lips and comments that I'm wet. I say I can't help it. He excuses himself and I text hubby. I tell him that I'm a little tipsy, bear is a gentleman and that I'm asking him for a ride home. Hubby agrees that that is the best course as long as I feel comfortable. I feel his nervousness and assure him that I can handle the situation. bear returns and orders another drink for us. His hand returns very soon to where it was before he left. My thighs spread wider and wider. He strokes me. Ohhhhhhhhhh! Yessssssssss, Im cumming, your making my pussy cum, AHHHHHH.’ The combination of seeing my hot, sexy, slutty wife cum and hearing her talk dirty had me on the brink of cumming. I asked her, “Im gonna cum, where do you want it slut?” She responded…”On my face, cum on my face, cover my slutty face with your hot load.” And that’s what I did. I pulled my cock out of her wet cunt and moved up over her face and started stroking my cock six inches from her face. She knew I was close and.