You promised you would come to the hotel and make me yours. Sex And soon you started moving your cock in and out of my mouth. “I know, my love.” You take my hands in your hands. I stood staring out my hotel room window at the magnificent view. I’m waiting in the hotel room. “On your knees, slut.” I obey instantly. Your tongue meets mine and moves with it. I love you. You cup one breast in your hand and start massaging it, kneading it. I’m whimpering and squirming at your touch. I tell you how the trip has been, you tell me about classes at Uni (university) and we just talk. Read 21852 times |
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Then you take your thumb off my clit. Wearing a black silk night gown. You gently slide off the bed and go into the hotel bathroom where I hear the shower running. You remove your hand from me and it’s covered in my juices. Just some pajamas. Then you grab the straps of my night gown and slide them down my shoulders. Just some pajamas. You step out of them and kick them across the room. We chatted, became friends, until finally you confessed your feelings for me.
