Thank you for coming to visit me.’ He pulled back slightly, and plopped dramatically on to my bed. ‘Christ, I’m tired.. a day of flying, then 14...hours on a bus. When’s breakfast? I’m starved.’ ‘Well, it’s a weekend.. So we have brunch at 11:30.’ ‘Oh, god, that’s three hours from now.’ He sighed, mumbling incoherently, and then laid so that his feet were propped up on my pillows and his head rested on the foot of my bed. ‘I think I’m going to take a nap… Come join me. There’s plenty of room if. Meanwhile Kara was just glad she found the place. But when she spotted the bright Marque out front with the name ‘Marilyn’s Place,’ she knew it was all good. A large 50 something Italian looking dude greeted her at the back door. He looked like your basic middle aged club rocker guy complete with a large beer belly long graying hair and a leather cap over his bald top. ‘You must be Marilyn,’ Kara joked. ‘I get that allot,’ he replied. It turns out his name was Vinnie. And despite all the. She stepped back, staring into his eyes, her eyes full of lust she grabbed his belt and pulled him towards the darkened room at the other end of the hallway.His cock throbbing as the door closed behind them, they began to tear at each other; biting, licking, kissing passionately. She pulled his belt apart and ripped his jeans open, he could feel her fingers run down from his stomach as she pulled his underwear down, her nails sliding through his pubic hair and his stiff cock bursting free. As. "I wanted to fuck you the moment I saw you." "What about the reception and your husband?" "He is out cold and as a favor to me the groom will spin records all night long if I want." The more Jennifer rubbed against me the harder I got. She reached down and expertly undid my belt, unsnapped my slacks and unzipped me. My pants puddled at my ankles and she placed her lips on mine again as she slid down my boxers. My erection was now freed from its prison, it throbbed in the air to every heartbeat..