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Lori Marsh waited and waited for Charles Rexham to call (see Part 6). He didn't.

She called him. "Charles, I've been waiting for your call. You know what I want."

"Right, you want those pictures of your daughter."

"Yes, but you know there's something else I want. I can get away for a few hours tomorrow afternoon."

"What did you have in mind?"

"Charles, I'm in the office; I can't talk, but I'm sure you know."

He laughed, "does Mrs. Marsh want Mr. Rexham's big cock?"

"Mr. Rexham, I'm blushing. Just off Route 44 there's a little motel, The Pilgrim, why don't we meet there? Call me when you're on your way, and I'll tell you what room I'm in."

Lori Marsh had a credit card in her maiden name, Lori Shaw. Wearing a hat and little make-up and driving an older model used car from the Marsh Motors lot, she checked into The Pilgrim; securing a room on the ground floor, in the back.

Like Mr. Rexham, she always stayed at 5-Star hotels. This was a dump. When she took off her shoes, she was certain that the carpet had not been vacuumed in a while. She was hoping that the sheets had been changed since the last guest.

She chose it because it was out of the way, and she was positive she wouldn't run into anyone she knew. Charles wouldn't mind; he was going to get fucked.

Early that afternoon, Charles called.

"I'm in Room 14. The door will be unlocked. Mr. Rexham, I can't wait."

When he arrived, Lori Marsh was lying on the bed; legs spread and naked. "Mr. Rexham, I think this is what you wanted."

It wasn't. Remember, Charles Rexham wanted to humiliate and belittle this haughty woman who thought she was better than anyone else.

He got undressed. "Lori, you look lovely today." The truth was she didn't. If you recall, she had fat, wrinkly thighs and her ass was the same. Her tits weren't really tits, but humungous slabs of fat.

Charles joined her on the bed. "Mr. Rexham, I know what you want, but this is what I want." She took his dead cock in her hand and played with it until it got hard.

His hands for a moment played with her titties, and then went to her pussy. His fingers found her clitoris and he started to massage it.

While stroking his now hard cock; Mrs. Marsh was humping his finger and moaning. "Lori. I know how much you enjoyed sucking my cock."

He was right, but she liked getting eaten, too. Was there anything better? And getting fucked like a dog. "You're right, Mr. Rexham." She went down on him.

‘Damn, I've almost forgotten how big your cock is. Even in my dreams, I didn't remember it being so big."

"You dreamed about sucking my cock?"

"Every night, but usually your cock is fucking me in those dreams," she smiled as her lips started.

Except for those few days on the Cape with him, Lori Marsh hadn't sucked a cock in decades. She hadn't forgotten. She couldn't take all of it; but she was enthusiastic and willing, and there was so much cock. Fifteen minutes later, she needed to come up for air. "Mr. Rexham, you

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