I buried into Wendy’s bowels, not holding anything back. My precum lubed the way, letting me drive into her with powerful thrusts that would have he... crying out in rapture.“Jenny! Jenny! Jenny!” Wendy gasped over and over, her asshole squeezing about my bowels. Her flesh held me so tight. “Jenny!”Her asshole rippled around me.She bucked and squirmed atop Pita. I groaned as I fucked into her convulsing bowels. I reveled in the velvety grip of her flesh squeezing around me. That wonderful delight. "I need to stop. I need to get forty winks, or I'll get us into an accident."Inside, they met a dimpled hotel clerk with a bouffant hairdo, named Miranda."On vacation?" she said. "You have that look. I think it's nice when families travel on vacation together." No it's not," Emily said. "It's crap, traveling with your family." Oh dear, somebody needs a good night's sleep," Miranda said, giggling."Shut up," Emily said. "Just find me a room in this two-bit hole in the wall before I smack you.". .. We had earlier completed a lite-faire dinner and were now relaxing, snuggling together while enjoying a nice bottle of wine in front of the fireplace. Somewhere along the way, I had been prepared a hot bubble bath in our master suite. Later escorted upstairs; soft music filled the air as I was tenderly undressed, placed into the awaiting soaking tub surrounded by candlelight, then served up another glass of wine along with a touch of decadence – chocolate covered strawberries! Thinking he. He loved that, made noise and said something about bitches loving it rough then went to down. He rammed into me so hard I felt my body bounce up and down off the floor a few times. I came again at some point, and then felt a hot jet of liquid shoot up my pussy. It was followed by another and another and my drunken mind figured out he was pumping cum up me and I loved it. My boyfriend had always pulled out. When he was finished cumming he pulled out of me, and stood up. He didn’t bother to.