Patricia shivered in his embrace from a combination of contentment and desire. As she held him close, she could feel how he was reacting as her body p...ressed against him. There was no doubt he was becoming more and more aroused. Pat smiled to herself. ‘It’s time,’ she thought. Loosening her arms from around his neck, she leaned back until his arms pulled apart and his hands were on her sides. Pat could see that he was embarrassed. ‘I-I’m sorry,’ he stammered, ‘I didn’t mean to offend you.’ ‘I’m. I was surprised to see Launa sitting at he table in the kitchen looking calm, her hands wrapped around a mug of coffee. "Come and sit down," Launa beckoned. I seated myself on the chair opposite hers trying to hide my anxiety. "What's up"? I asked."I can't do this any more"! Launa blurted out, before breaking down into a sob. "I'm going out of my mind". I shifted in my chair."What do you mean, what's wrong"?Launa struggled to get the words out. "I don't love him Justine, I just don't love him. As we moved there, he pet, pulled and pinched my hard, swollen, rosy nipples. We stopped at the thigh-high wall and, in easy view of anyone on the street below, he bent and licked my nipple. I scanned the street and noticed two men and a woman on a bench across the street who were staring at us. They energized me even beyond my usual randiness, as being watched always does. "Mmmm, your nipples feel and taste so delicious ... I don't know your name. I'm..." No! I don't want to know your name and. The slut Helen was now fucking about 20 to 25 cocks a day.......more if she felt horny and stayed back late "working" (as she use to tell her mom, when she got home late).Helen was now fucking any cock that showed up at her motel door. She had realized that the young cocks were great for stamina and lots and lots of cum. But the older cocks were showing her the kinky side of fucking that was getting her horny and turned on even more.The older guys were now coming to the motel room in groups.