“Let it go. Let it go, baby!” I encourage you as I feel your young cock deep inside me. Your thrusts are fast, somewhat clumsy, but it feels so d...mn good as it fills my wet pussy. “I want you baby, don’t hold back. Don’t hold back!!” I whisper to you, begging for you to shoot your hot cum inside of me. I feel your body quiver and you can barely get out a moan when I feel your orgasm enter me. Nice, warm ropes of your cum now mark me as yours. “Yeah, that’s it, that’s it,” I say soothingly as. " No, I want you to moan more. It's making me feel hot." I replied, unzipping her pants. I pulled my head back as she got up on her knees to pull her pants down. Her panties were lace and see-through. Her fat mons were poking out on her thighs. She remained on her knees, my fingers sliding up her inner thighs. They reached those beautiful fat mons and I began rubbing back and forth, spreading her pussy lips apart. How wet she was was outstanding. A thin line of juice soaked through her lace. “That feels good, what are you doing?” she said. I toldher to never mind and just enjoy the feeling. I started pumping – it took 12 squeezes of the bulb,and during the process I asked her what she wasfeeling. She said that she felt the warmth, she feltthe inflation, and that it all felt really good. Shesaid she was getting close to cumming already (beforeI’d even finished pumping), so I told her not to, as Ihad other plans. Although I’m sure it was difficult. Marsh.” “Uh, yes sir,” answered the somewhat surprised desk clerk. Nick moved away from the desk. Picking up a house phone, he called security. “Bruce, Security,” answered the other end. “Bruce, Nick. See these two losers at the front desk?” Bruce switched his monitor to the camera screening the front desk. “Yeah, got’em.” “That’s Mr. and Mrs. John Marsh. He’s a deadbeat loser. Watch him. I want to know as soon as he’s busted.” “Sure Boss. She’s a doll.” “Watch them.” “Gotcha.” Nick hung up,.