" he said, sliding his fingers into her slit and spreading her cunt lips. He searched upward and found her clitty, then pulled on it, sliding the edge... of the knife against it."Now the thing about this is," he said. "That many countries, such as those in Africa and the Middle-east, perform clitorectomies on females so they can't become sluts. It won't kill you, but it will make any further sex for you rather unenjoyable." He slid the knife against her stretched clitty and her eyes bugged out in. She got on her knees and unzipped my trousers reaching in and pulling my cock out, she slowly kissed and licked the head.I helped her off her knees as I told her to bend over the bed, I lifted her skirt to see a little G string covering her sweet pussy,I pulled it to one side and felt the wet lips, she gasped as she asked me to fuck her, I knew it was wrong but held my cock against her pussy slowly pushing it in her lips opening as my cock slid into her wet slit.I moved back and forth inching. I hoped (or fantasized) about her dreaming of me.11 hours on I-10, in the heat of summer.. talk about playing mind games! I was really going wild with desire to be with Suzie – probably too much, because I envisioned all kinds of erotic scenarios – well beyond what our 40 years of marriage had ever produced. Go figure, and mans mind and a lonely highway!Once I got to motel in Los Cruces, I started texting Suz, however she didn't reply till late in the day. By then my mind and body had fucked. We both got in the truck and as I started it she was trying to compose herself. She was fixing her clothes as she looked up at me and said, "You better not have a small dick!" To which I just laughed. I pulled her from her seat to the one next to me and said, "You are going to find out aren't you." I then shoved my tongue down her throat. She responded by jumping on my, honestly making it difficult to drive. I decided that we were not going to make it to the barracks and I pulled off the road.