That amazing twat rode up and down my dick, the angle different.She worked her thighs faster. She lifted that pussy faster and rocked back down my coc..., swallowing that dick with her hunger. She leaned down lower and lower, bringing her lips closer and closer as her passions swelled.Her cunt grew hot around my futa-cock. My pussy drank in the pleasure flowing down my dick. My hands slid around to stroke her back, sliding through the loose hair spilling down over her body I grabbed her. He steps in and the doors close, "nice show the other night" he says, " aah ah glad you liked it" I stammer, " my names Ron, number 39, come by for a drink when you get off work" he said as he got off on the ground floor. I rode down to the garage wondering what to do.I headed home and rode the elevator up, what the hell I thought and turned right heading for number 39. Ron answered the door with a big smile and held out his hand, "I'm Tom" I said as I shook his hand, "come in" he said,. I slowly walked in my bedroom my heart pounding even faster as I got nearer my husband who didn’t have a clue his wife was behind him, the slut he was fucking was still moaning and making way to much noise, oh fuck oh fuck, yeah, right there, oh fuck she wailed out while my hubby fucked her hard on MY bed. I walked behind my husband and quickly grabbed his cock as hard as I could and pulled it free from the slut’s pussy, my husband was so fucking scared, stuttering he said hi honey, What the. Quiet”... there was a suggestive tone to the concierges voice.“That’ll be fine” I said, and within less than a minute we had our keys and were in the lift to the top floor. The room was at the other end of the hotel, away from noise and ‘interruptions’ – why that became an advantage, I’ll tell you later.We walked in and Tracey made a bee-line for the loo. “I’m burstin’, Rog!” she called as I heard her pull her knickers down in a rush, plonk herself on the seat and a noise not unlike Victoria.
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