Is there a problem?’ The young woman’s expression of concern became more pronounced. ‘I’d better let Mr. Bangs, the hotel manager, explain.’...She waved to a well dressed man who appeared to be in his mid fifties. The man approached the desk. ‘Yes Tiffany?’ The girl glanced at Carol for a moment before speaking. ‘Mister Bangs, this is Carol Walters. She booked a room late last month. She made the reservation for nine days. She doesn’t have a confirmation number.’ The concern on her face could be. “I love you” I said to her. “Shhh” Holly said, putting one finger against my lips as she pushed me back onto the bed. Holly straddled me, laying on me, kissing me. Holly and I made out for a very long time, just kissing and holding each other in the dim light. Our bodies pressed against each other, trying to be so close we would be inside of each other, our lips and tongues moving in and out of each other. Holly got up, leaving me on the bed. She slipped the straps off her shoulders, and. I heard his moan, felt his cock swell stretching me and sensed he was close. I brazenly reached between my thighs and found his balls. My fingers danced over the heavy sack and I felt his appreciation to my bold behavior. His fingers dug into my shoulder as his thrusts grew with need. I cupped and massaged the sensitive sack while my cunt tightened around his cock. I wanted… no… needed to feel his cum filling my cunt. I needed to know that I wasn’t the only one that wanted this. He seemed to. I would want to be frozen in. From that moment, I knew I was falling in love with him.We went back to his place and shared a bottle of wine. He walked around as I sipped my wine, and he lit some candles to set the mood. Coming back to the couch, he sat next to me, and we kissed. He moved down my neck, placing soft, warm kisses on me.I kept telling myself I do not want to be a one-night stand. I could feel my wetness, and I wanted him in me. All my inhibitions unshackled, fallen to the side.He.