Earlier in the evening, you pressed your hotel room key into my hand and told me you’d be waiting… to hurry. And here I am getting in late. As I ...pen the door, I see the lights are low and flickering. Candles, you lit candles! I come down the short hall and there you are, on the bed, completely naked… and ... Damn the encores and post show fan obligations… You waited up for me as long as you could before you succumbed to slumber. You’re on your stomach, hugging a pillow, if only I had. As the Host leads us through the corridor to the back of the establishment, my mind is racing, my heart is beating faster with each step, and my pussy is wet, really wet. I grab my husbands hand and briefly brush against his crotch, it's rock hard. We stop in front of a velvet red door, the Host smiles slightly and simple whispers "enjoy" as he fades into the hallway we just came through.The room is dimly lit, and the furnishing is an oversized round sofa, full of pillows. The sign above the. I climbed up her, my hand still threatening to shove the giant black cock into her, and kissed the sweat, suckling on her small nipples. I bite her lightly and moved my mouth up her neck, next to her ear. "He doesn't care," I said, pushing more of the head into her. Her hands came up to grip my arm, her fingernails biting into my skin. "He wants to fuck this little goth girl. Make her his." She must have responded to that thought, imagining that huge, muscular black guy holding her down, his. I started licking at thetip, and then the ridge, and then just flatted out my tongue andrested it on the underside of the head of your cock. I didnt move,just rested still for a bit. You tried to grind against my tonguejust sitting there. But every time you moved , I removed my tongue,so you knew you had to keep still to keep my tongue there! It wasa funny little game but you were enjoying it. When I had enought ofthat, I wrapped my mouth around your organ , andslowly let my lipsand tongue.