He nodded approvingly then, wasting no time, he rocked backwards rolling to his feet and grabbed the hem of her skirt, pulling it off her in one swift... motion. Traci now lay on his bed dressed only in her bra and panties. He stood over her, scanning her body and taking in the sight of her. Traci Mitchell was indeed a very lovely woman. At five foot-six inches tall, the 28 year old blonde measured a delicious 34-24-34. She kept herself in shape too, as she loved to run when she was home in. She was even more ashamed. He put is thumb in her mouth, along with his four fingers, and tried to force his entire hand in. She gagged fiercely, making a very loud cow-like noise and pulling back, surprising the man and escaping his forced entry, stepping back towards the radiator. “Bad girl,” the old black man said, his face scowling. “Come back here, you bad girl. Come right to me.”Lotte did as she was told, returning to the man, and standing close to him. He stepped back and gave her a. Here’s the thing: I don’t cheat on my wife. Not because I have some big moral stance on it but because she’s smart as fuck. She’d find out. But this, this was the perfect alibi. She’d never guess it.“I’ll fuck you, man,” I heard myself saying.“Hell yeah,” he said, and tipped back his beer. I did the same.We actually got a motel that night. That was fun. The sleaziness of what we were doing was turning both of us on. It was awkward once we got in the room but then we got naked and just let it. Just before our dance finished, Dawn placed her tiny hand on my chest and moved her head up toward my ear. Her soft lips brushed my ear as she breathed softly “Thank you for a very nice dance!"With that she smiled at me, turned on her heels and made her way over to her table, leaving me on the dance floor sporting a huge erection. As the lights were fairly dim I managed to straighten my attire and go to the gents without anyone noticing my tent pole trousers.My mind was swirling with deep dark.