His back arched as his face twisted with pleasure. I could see him getting closer and closer to firing his load.“Already?” I muttered, my fingers ...liding into my hot, shaved pussy. Ripples of delight shot through me. “You wouldn’t have given her any satisfaction.The hooker slipped off the bed, backing into the corner. She must think him mad.“Going to pump so much spunk into your cunt!” he grunted.I giggled again and then, with a thought, the spirits forming the illusion darted away. He thrust. Lets talk about my holiday, I had rented a room in a guest house on the Cornish coast overlooking the sea, I had never been before but a friend recommended it to me saying it was a bit pricey but well worth the money so I decided to book a few days of peace and tranquillity.I spoke to the owner, a lady named Brenda who seemed very pleasant and took all my details and said that she would personally welcome me to her humble abode, all very nice.Brenda ran the guest house with her husband Dave and. Our last glance became a stare. Before we knew it a smile approached both of our faces. Just then Antonia arrived and as I rose to greet her, I realized power of this mystery woman as my dick rose as well. As it began to swell, I could feel the wetness down low. Surely this woman saw her work bulging from my khakis as the wine glass rose to her mouth again. With my head in a daze, all I could picture was her lifting my dick to her lips and sucking my natural wine as a toast to her goddess like. " You want it harder, bitch, how is this. Come on take this mommy dearest!" I pounded her harder than I have ever fucked anyone in my life as the couch was shaking. Her fingertips were digging into my back and her head was flailing from side to side out of control. Her hips were rising up to meet mine so hard I thought we both might end up bruised were they came together."Oh god, yes, cum in me; oh fuck yes it feels so fucking good!" All she had to do was say the word "cum" and I did just that..