When it was done, we were out the back door in a flash. The large ugly red Chevy was more comfortable than any of the cars I had ever owned. I was pre...tty sure that it would also be a better ride than Peter's sporty looking econobox.I left the alley at just a little after 8:30 AM. Our ETA was 2PM more or less. The reality network had booked me a mini suite at the Diplomat Lodge just outside Washington. I had no idea what the hell it would be like, nor did I much care.We were on the expressway. . Dopplered past ... and school didn't get any better.James Morgan discovered that his newfound talent for manipulating feminine flesh had rewards past what Wendy was willing to give ... he moved on to greener pastures. Generally ... those pastures were shaved and not a single one of them was green ... yellow, black, brown, or red in every conceivable shade and seldom did the carpet match the drapes ... the evidence of greenness was soon gone ... the pastures were happy ... the cows. Debbie wanted her son's dick in her so bad, she could taste it, and she made a mental note that that is exactly what she must do next time -- taste him.Justine knew he would last a lot longer this time, and he wanted to try some things he had seen in the DVDs. As he brought his dick to his mother's pussy he tapped her clit with it. Owing to the efforts of his tongue up until a few seconds later, the light taps on her sensitive clit sent violent shivers through his mother's body and brought. Then, there were the DVDs. And the small plastic vibrator. I don’t know how long I stared at the array of objects in my lap, but as I shifted, I came to a startling revelation. I was wet. Really wet. The thought of my darling husband frantically stroking his cock to the images of two men sucking each other off, or having sex, had my pussy so engorged that even the light pressure of my thighs as I shifted up to my knees made a thrill shoot through me. Quietly, I packed everything away, just the.