In fact, she was moderately plump but not unattractively so. Her bosom was just as generous uncovered as it promised to be from what could be seen in ...the contours of her cassock.The two lovers wound their arms about each other and relished the sensation of each other's flesh."Why did you call me at work, sweetheart?" asked Doris as she idly twirled her fingers around the huge aureoles of her lover's nipples."I didn't know you were still at work," said Diane. "I thought you might have been home.. Squeezing my head with her thighs. She then grabbed my balls in her hand, and squeezed, digging her nails into the skin of my ballsack. "I didn't hear you answer me, slut! You must want more pain!" And she laughed as she dug in hard. "Yes Mistress!" I spoke into her moistening pussy. "Yes, mistress, what?" She demanded, and twisted my balls in her hand. "Yes mistress, I will eat you out. Please cum on my face" she released my balls from her grip, and resumed grinding her pussy on my face. . She snuck to the door. It was ajar. Caroline slid to the window. The only light in the room spilled from the bathroom, but — through a thin gap in the curtains — Caroline could see her. The woman faced a mirror against the back of the room and pulled off her down jacket, revealing a lace tanktop. The mirror reflected the woman’s very full breasts, which the lace tanktop could barely contain. Caroline remembered feeling those breasts dragging across her bare stomach. The woman in the motel room. I had to keep these women happy or I would lose their business. If it weren't for that we wouldn't have a beautiful home and two nice cars. I decided it probably wasn't the right time to use that defense. Besides it was her behavior that was in question hear not mine. It's a lot worse when a wife fucks around than it is when the husband does (at least that is what I thought then). At this point I asked Carrie whom she was fucking.She said that who it was didn't matter and that she would never.