We had chatted online, exchanged photos. He had wanked that magnificent cock for me as I posed as naughty as I knew how! Maybe he chuckled a few times...over my headphones, but that lovely cock looked so sweet covered in his copious thick jizz!He was three buses out, practically in the sticks! Houses gave way to open fields and golf courses as I approached the stop he mentioned. Would I get off a kiss him, shake hands or hug? I was a veritable bag of apprehension and nerves!That other man had. I saw that on a porn film once and almost asked your worthless, ex-dad to do me that way.”“I’m glad you didn’t. I’m glad he doesn’t have that memory of you. I want to be the only man who comes on my mom’s back and her sexy ass.”“DO IT – DAMN IT - SPRAY YOUR CUM ALL OVER MY ASS.”“Guy, when you pull your cock out of Mom’s pussy - spray some cum in my face when you spray her ass.”One split-second more, and I would have blasted my first shot into Mom’s pussy. Instead, I pushed my cock down and. She didn’t want to put the red dress back on while her skin was covered with chlorine, so dry underpants would have to do. Sitting down at the desk, Laura doodled on the hotel notepad, wondering if her new marriage was over. When the bathroom door opened, and Tom, wrapped in a towel, finally came out, Laura pushed by and locked the door. ‘Two can play the disdain game.’ Adjusting the water to first-degree-burn, she tried to scrub off the guilt of the past. But it never worked. Tears washed. She imagined Mr. Driscoll opening the door to the bathroom and she shuddered and came on the floor. After the spasms died down, she lay still for a while, forgetting everything except for how beautiful she felt. Getting up from the floor, she felt the wetness forming strands that streched and she glanced at the floor and her pussy. The panties got employed as a wash cloth again, and she used toilet paper to clean the floor. She flushed the paper down the toilet and rinsed the cum.