Repeated as often as possible. Regretfully, the cum leaked out of her as she relaxed. Oh, well. It would be replaced soon, hopefully, MANY times. This...is why she enjoyed being a woman. She could fuck as much as she wanted, with as many men as possible, and never worry about making it hard enough to fuck with. She always felt sorry for men who couldn't make themselves hard enough to fuck a girl. She didn't hurry. She was still hoping someone would walk by and see her in the bathtub naked. THAT. I asked him to show me it, and he told me to do it myself, the moment of truth, all those fantasies of sucking cock coming true.I fell to my knees, pulled his pants down and became a cocksucker. He was 6.5" uncut and average thickness. I spent the next ten minutes sucking and licking, tasting his musk and precum, I was hooked!He pulled me to my feet and pulled me to the bathroom. He had told me he had a mirror fetish in our chats so I knew what he wanted and followed.We traded blowjobs in front. ? ?Can I at least give you my number so if you ever want to hook up again you can reach me?? he asked hopefully. ?That will be fine.? I said. He hadn't preformed poorly; it wouldn't hurt to have him on tap. I got out my phone and punched the numbers into it. ?You should call me to make sure I gave you the right number.? he said tired but not too tired to keep trying. ?Fuck you. Look at your phone or use the hotel phone to check it yourself.? I laughed heartily. Precum stuck to my palm and wrist so I let go and wiped some of it on his chest. “What are you doing?” He asked quietly, but it scared me. I didn’t think he was awake, or that I had awoken him. “I had a nightmare. I wanted to sleep in bed with you,” I replied. I remember even kissing him on the chest after, but he snickered and wiped the precum from his chest, and spoke almost accusingly. “I mean this.” There really wasn’t anything I could have responded with to that. It was just what I did,.