Of course he wanted this beautiful stranger to be happy. But why did the thought of her still with her boyfriend make him so sad? He barely knew the c...ick so why was he so fucking attached already?The elevator doors dinged open and he let go of the breath he’d been inadvertently holding when he saw it was empty. He didn’t know why, but for now he just didn’t want to be seen going to her room. Exiting on her floor, Dillon walked along the corridor looking for room eight. The heart within his. “How does this feel?” she asked. I was surprised about the amount of pleaser this thing even gave my dick. As quickly as she had dropped it in there she turned it off and removed it. She started liking my precum off. Here tong had clearly some experience. End I thought if this only would be my dick. When she finished removing the last bit she moved her hand toward here panty and I could ovoid notating the well swollen lips through the transparent material of her slip. As if it was something she. Using her thighs she lowered her pussy onto my length, giving a long loud husky moan of pleasure. She leant forwards, her hands propping herself up on my muscular chest. Her hips flexed and bucked up and down on my length. Robyn’s huge breasts bounced in front of my face. I began to meet her thrusts with my own, slamming into her pussy. I could feel her clitoris begin to grind against my cock. Wetness seemed to seep from her pussy, drenching my cock and only letting my cock enter her faster and. The Sasha he knew from work, though arrogant, would talk circles around people with her wit. This Sasha now was far from that. He figured she would talk on her own when, or if, she felt like it."You should try adding spinach," Sasha said quietly."Spinach," Spencer said thoughtfully, "Like diced up and mixed in or do it more like an omelette?" "I've only had it as an omelette," Sasha said, "though I think it might taste the same mixed in."The food convo continued between the two for a bit..