I was so in to the moment that I no longer cared about what he wanted from me. Matt sat me down on the bench and fondled me, I was trembling and began... to cry. He leaned forward and began to kiss me first on the cheek then my neck and lips. I knew I should stop, but the feeling was so intense I did not want to stop. Matt nibbled my ear, took my hand, and rubbed it on his penis. I am a married man and did not want to be a girl or to be gay, but his arousal intoxicated me and I became compliant to. I lay for several minutes, without saying a word, enjoying that wonderful feeling after an orgasm, and trying to comprehend exactly what just happened. Lilly didnt say anything either. She gently rubbed my thighs. I regained my breath and sat upward. I looked toward Lilly, whose face was wet with my cum. She smiled, and I smiled back. I looked at my pussy. There was a small stream of gooey cream flowing. I touched it. It was sticky and slimy. The bed looked like someone had spilled a cup of. That's when I discovered why the whores there were so expensive. You didn't rent one fer just a fuck or fer an hour, you rented her fer the whole night, and that included the room and a light breakfast. Shit, I had screwed up on my first visit—no wonder I got such a funny look from the whore and the doorman when I left to take a room at the hotel.I found me a nice lookin' woman what wasn't the youngest one working there, but she was experienced, and that was what I wanted. My whore was about 30. She dipped them into his groin and massaged his balls.Then her feet shot up in the air, pumping as if she were riding a bicycle.Her clit exploded and her cunthole melted.As her pussy filled with cunt-cum, it felt as if he were driving his cock into quicksand. Waves of fuckjuice broke around his cock-knob.Stroking across her clit, he pumped away, fucking her through the spasms.The boy had already emptied his balls off plenty this evening, between the handjob at the drive-in and the mysterious.