With fingers like a magician he unhooked my bra and flung it across the room before I even knew it was off! I wore a barely-black pair of hold ups during the day but changed into the seamed stockings as soon as I got into the hotel room. Sex That’s a word I hate hearing in any other circumstances but when I’m with him in the car just wearing my frilly undies and I’ve sucked his big cock for 10 minutes or so I love telling him that I want him to ‘fuck or finger my sweaty cunt’. At least once in the bar and once in the restaurant I sat in such a way that my stocking welt must have come into view. Sam was now in a world of his own as he fucked me like a wild bull. I do my work e-mails and prepare my files for the following day as soon as I arrive in the room, then order room-service with a bottle of wine then settle down for an evening of porn and self-abuse. I’d had a great night and decided that he must have been happy with looking up my skirt and down my cleavage. With a grin on his face he pulled me back and kissed me again; only this time his huge hands mauled
