A return to the motel

Robert and Sarah struggled for something to say to each other. Their marriage was destroyed but neither regretted it. Their children were out of the house. Their jobs were be affected for better or for worse. But they didn't know how to deal with each other. Despite the 35 years of marriage, they were strangers - sexually and personally.

The door from the bar opened. Little Bobby came rushing out.

"Hey, you two forgot your glasses," he said holding Robert's slightly cracked horn rimmed glasses and Sara's cum-covered glasses with the librarian chain still attached.

As Robert reached out to grab his pair, he asked,"Do you want to come back to the motel for a little two-on-one?" He looked at Sarah and said, "It's still our anniversary."

Sarah was delighted with the idea. She knew she needed some more experience. Although her false memories included sex with 35 men, she could barely distinguish any of those cocks. She was sure she fucked and sucked more than 30 cocks, but for the life of her, she could only remember Moose's massive member between her legs and in her mouth. She could hardly remember what Robert's cock felt like. Best of all, she wouldn't have to be alone with that worthless fag of a husband.

Sarah shoved out her tits at Little Bobby. "Me and my hubby double-teamed some lucky guy on our anniversary. And it you this year!" Sara waddled over and rubbed her tits against Little Bobby as she grabbed his crotch. "What do you say, stud?" she purred.