I feel full and stretched as he slides in and out if me in a rhythmic motion. My legs wrapped around his thighs, we kiss. Looking into his eyes, I fee... my climax build. I hold his hand tighter. My body arches as I climax and in a second, so does he.We lay there exhausted and content. He strokes my hair as I kiss his cheek. An evening well spent, isn’t it? ;)I rushed home holding his hand since I could not walk on my own in my 4-inch heels. “Bad idea”, I kept repeating over and over again as he. ’ ‘Yeah,’ Cassie replied without looking at her brother. ‘I like the flying ones though.’ ‘Really? I like the truck and the sports car.’ Scott said before they both lapsed into silence again, punctuated by the odd gasp. The door to the hotel suite opened and Leah stepped inside, shaking her coat to try and dislodge the last few remnants of the rain shower she had been caught in after leaving the Metro station. She hung her coat up and dropped her bag next to it before returning the key card to. Two weeks before we came here I had rented the movie 'Emmanuel in Thailand', when my husband was away working offshore in Malaysia.I found an obscure pleasure in imagining him fucking Asian girls, young girls like they reported about girls as young as twelve pleasuring old fat western men for money, something synonymous with my own experience, at that tender age, when I masturbated a lot once the pleasure of an orgasm became a reality. I used to get naked and let men see me and watch then jack. She started squeezing my cock through my pants, which by now was rock hard. I could feel her precum making the head of her cock slick through her satin panties. I wanted it so bad, So I started kissing her harder, probing her mouth with my tongue. She was moaning slightly, I just couldn't wait any longer, so with a mischevious grin I told her she couldnt go to work all hot and bothered like that so I slid to my knees pushing her legs apart.I could see her hard cock straining against the fabric.