Every now and then, she'll glance up with those irresistable eyes to make sure I'm watching and enjoying the show. Although surely the racing pulse th...obbing deep in her mouth is a give away. Her lips feel amazing but I am desperate to get my cock rammed right up that pussy of hers. I bet she's tight and can already tell that she must be soaking wet. My hands move to the side of her head to pull her off my cock and then I'm turning her around again, keeping her on her knees. I place a hand. It was good for both of us. She was older, maybe late-forties, and always had her four-year-old son with her. He had been a ‘surprise c***d’. Her daughter was now grown and on her own. Mike, the second husband, had been not all she had expected. Now her savings were exhausted, the home lost, and they had been living in their car and then in someone’s extra bedroom. Her looks didn’t give that kind of impression, you know, the one of being homeless or destitute. She was tall, slim, her long black. "Your face?" he replied, asking it as more of a question than giving an answer."Tell me when," she said before she pulled back and took him into her mouth once more. The way she swirled her tongue around his shaft as she moved her head along her shaft was driving him crazy, and after only five more bobs of her head he said, "I'm ready."He managed to hold on for a moment while she pulled back. She closed her eyes and mouth and just tipped her head back a little bit. Her left hand held his cock. The hotel is decent for business travel, they have rooms like a suite, an office/living room area and a bedroom, with TV’s in both rooms. That’s good there is nothing worse than falling asl**p in the bed with your laptop still running. I check in, the usual hassles, they have booked in a double I want King bed, I can even get a pizza delivered, which is good I’m in no shape to go out to get anything to eat. The reservation clerk gives me my key and tells me my room number 415 and off I go to.