. but for different reasons.”Carter lay beside Valerie in her narrow bed. “Turn the lights out?” she asked.“Not yet,” he replied.“Carter �...�� is something wrong? All evening you’ve seemed a bit distracted ... detached. Even when we were making love ... not that I have anything to complain about...”“Valerie — I need to talk to you about something.”“What is it?”He drew in a breath and released it slowly. “Today when I was at lunch Margeaux came to me. She said she had information ... about. He let my leg go on the other side of him pulled me up as he laid down so i was on top and huney i know how to ride some cock. I like to ride and i think i do a damn good job. He was in for me to give him a treat now i pushed his hands down got my feet flat rasied up to where the tip of his cock was just barely in and slammed my ass down and started rocking grinding my hole on that cock and then rasing back up over and over. He just kept saying "damn baby oh yes fuck yourself with my cock" "Oh. It was a true dump, but I got used to it. And the very casual, non-military felling was a big advantage. I had enough military atmosphere during the day and I appreciated seeing civilians.The regular clerk at the motel was a true sweetheart. When I came with all my clothes and other things, and extended my stay to three months, rather than the usual two-three nights, she gave me the best room that had a sort-of decent closet, and a good fan. Even before that I knew the other night clerk as. That night, I almost blew my husband’s gut out of him. Maybe out from my early afternoon itch from Dan’s call, and the thoughts of him caressing me, I had given my husband the best fuck he ever encountered in his life. The next few days were a bore. I had just finished putting in place the clothes in the closet where I got some few stuff for my husband’s month long summer-seminar in the far city. In the past, I always hand over the task to my children to answer the phone when it rings. This.