” I swing my purse over my shoulder and brush my hair out of my face and stand by the door, “It will be more fun.” He smiles, “Oh yes it will...” He grabs his phone off the bed and the card key from the desk. He pinches my ass before we open the door and leave the hotel. “Where should we go?” “I don’t know, let’s look around when we get into town.” We leave the hotel and the town is in walking distance. “It’s so nice how everything is in walking distance, so convenient.” John’s hand reaches for. What the hell, he thought as he dabbed a little on her anus as well. Then another little dab inside her juicy walls and he was ready to drive inside. But he teased her with the tip of his cock first, making her moan.“Fuck me, Chase! Please! I need that cock inside me!” she cried out. He worried that he might have been too liberal with the balm, but she was writhing with immense pleasure.He grabbed her legs and opened her wide, “Beg for it, Mrs. Davidson. Beg me to use your pussy.”“Fuck my. You use your hands to place your head against my lips. The heat that we generate together is like an atomic bomb. You push into me just enough to bury the head inside, and then you pull it back out. I am whimpering with longing. I wrap my legs around your back and lock my ankles together so you can’t get away. You plunge yourself into me, my walls open up to accept your large rigid cock. I sharply inhale breath and throw my head back. I feel the rain falling on my face and into my open mouth. I. "Kris" (not her real name) said she'd noticed me in the laundry room (I didn't remember). I said I did live up in front, and introduced myself.She was blond with long hair, a little chunky, glasses, and as she chatted, didn't seem to have much going for her except friendliness. She also seemed lonely. After talking a while, she joked about her studio over the garage. I hadn't paid too much attention to this side of the complex. She invited me up.We talked on her couch for a while, and then.