When he called back a minute later She told him to pack his own fucking bag and then had hung up on him again and then ignored the phone when it rang ...again.When Ralph came home half an hour later to pack a bag She was in the laundry room putting clothes in the dryer. He went straight upstairs to pack and She was folding laundry when he came back down."What the hell is wrong with you? It wouldn't have killed you to pack a bag for me." Why should I do a damned thing for you Ralph? You won't do a. "Where do I look first - his eyes or his cock?" And the idea of a swingers club - or worse, dogging with a bunch of pervy old men in a car park - was too much to think about.So here she was. Naked and blindfolded on her knees in a hotel room, waiting for her boyfriend and a stranger to come back. She was also wet. Very wet. Re-running the script in her head since Sean had left the room had turned her on. She longed to reach round and touch herself, but her handcuffs stopped her. Instead she. He grabs me and rolls me over firmly and says don't play with me you know what I want. He on your knees. I got down on my knees and spread my ass open for him. He spanked my ass and says thats right baby you know what daddy wants and spit on my ass hole. He rubbed it with his finger and then the tip of his thick cock and then slowly spread my tight juicy ass open with his dick.Omg I started yelling out. It felt so damn good but damn it has been so long. Stretch your tight ass baby. Make that. I traced the lines of his six pack with my finger and circled the imprint of his cock over his shorts. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he shifted his weight on the couch so his cock was inches from my throbbing pussy. I continued to circle his cock, making it grow taller and taller. I gently squeezed his shaft with my hand and he practically pushed me off him because he jerked his body so hard. “Fuck!” He screamed.“Damn! Are you okay?!”“Yeah,” He whispered. “I almost came right.