I have rented a hotel room with a whirlpool tub, big enough for the two of us, first I arrange candles around the bathroom. I light the candles and go...back out into the bedroom to prepare the rest of the room. In the night stand drawers I put our supplies,KY jelly, condoms, and 2 new strap-on’s I have purchased, as well as the scarves and whips for my previous trip. I put the champagne on ice and blow out the candles as I head for the airport, it is time to go get my loverboy, my pulse. To never be a slut, but my lover. She wouldn't bring home guys to fuck her like my divorced mother did. She wouldn't fuck the preacher behind her husband's back the way Cherry's mother did.“Ooh, Henry,” Cherry moaned, her pale-olive, round face flushed from her orgasm, her slanted eyes fluttering. She had a pair of firm breasts that quivered as she ground her pussy against her mother's lips. “That was so awesome. I masturbated so many times to making my mother lick my cunt clean.”“Full of your. When last he had attended the gala, Lavina had dragged him out onto the dance floor, and whispered about what she was going to do to him that night throughout the dance, ordering him to reveal no hint of what she was saying. That night her advances had been particularly violent, and it had poisoned him for the festivities ever since."I said — may I have this dance, my brother?" She asked again, when he simply stood frozen, and unable to answer."I believe this dance was promised to me, sister,". When I finally came she stayed on top slowly rocking back and forth as I unloaded my cum deep inside her. When I went soft she moved off of me and thanked me ,got dressed and said she had to get home.With a child and husband at home I understood and thanked her as well. We agreed to meet again the next week again giving me a kiss before walking out the door. The following week we met again in my hotel room as planned for another great fuck session. This time though before we began she laid.