As was often the case, not always mind you but often, she pulled me hard into her cunt, her legs stiffened, and she screamed, ‘Fuck!’ I kept the p...essure until the flood started and then I focused on lapping up her unique cum. I love the taste of pussy and really love the taste of a woman’s cum. Every taste similar and yet uniquely distinct. I lapped up her cum while her legs trembled around me. Finally, she pushed my head away. ‘Fuck me now,’ she demanded, pulling me up, and kissing me. But despite all that, even nervous as I was… somehow I had never been so sure of anything in my entire life. I knew, in some unexplainable, irrational part of my core, that this was right. She was right. We were right. I don’t think even today I can properly explain how I was so certain. It was just an instinctual feeling, and I felt it so strongly, I was willing to risk all that we both had to follow it. And so I waited, nervous and anxious and on edge. The door to the hotel lobby slid. He threw his head back, grabbed my shoulders and started to ride me rougher. He said my cock was bashing against his prostate and it felt so good he wasn't going to last long till he would cum. My hands were hurting, his riding got more rough and he was slamming himself down on my cock, my balls slapping his ass as he rode he hard. His cock started to grow, swelling and getting thicker as he starting moaning louder and shouting out he was going to cum.I couldn't take it any longer and pulled my. “Darling, do you want your present or do you want me to fuck your brains out?” I say smiling at her.“Can’t I have both?”“You know with me you can practically have anything you want,” I tell her.“OK, then how about I take the present you bought me first, then I get to have my way with you as my second present. We have enough time before dinner for you to make me cum several times Daddy,” she says with lust in her eyes.I reach into my backpack and pull out the little beautifully wrapped box and.