Her jacket was folded on the dining room chair, so he knew she was still at home.He put his briefcase on the hall table and checked his watch again, f...owning when he saw it was nearly time for his "date" to arrive. Megan had usually left for her weekly bridge game by now, and Robert worried about what might happen if his wife delayed any longer.He walked to the front door and opened it as quietly as he could, cringing as the rusty hinges squeaked in protest. He glanced down the street searching. He was holding a box which he thrust ito my hands, he turned and walked down the drive.My phone chimed, announcing a text message. 'Meet me at the Regal Hotel in 20 minutes and bring the contents of the box'. I opened the box and found a suitcase inside. I attemptrd to open the case but It was locked. I Looked at my watch and realised I was going to have to hurry. I grabbed my car keys and drove to the egal, parking the car and entering the reception area. I was met by my mistress who smiled. He couldn’t stop himself. His tight boi cunt clasping down on his cock sent a wave of pleasure to his gut and he pulled him into his thrust, driving his boy completely down his shaft until he was deep into his belly and making him cry out.“Fuck… oh fuck… quiet Babyboy… oh god… got to be… fuckkkk… quiet,” he grunted, leaning over his boy, driving his face into his pillow. His cock was to hungry for his Babyboy’s young, tight cunt to stop rutting on his. Now that he was balls deep within his boi. He lay over the top of her and pushed his hand underneath her torso, finding her nipple once more. His lips brushed against her ear, his teeth grazing the sensitive cartilage near the top. "You were being so good and quiet downstairs, weren't you?" he whispered. Ella felt her already wet pussy flood. She could feel his hard cock nestled against the denim that was stretched tight across her ass. "Yes," she moaned. "You are wearing far too many clothes." His fingers dug into the flesh of her ass.