There was one question that kept swirling around in her head. What did Rebeca do when she was not at the pension?Right next to the reception lobby, th...re is a dining room where the pension serves breakfast. The service is included in the monthly rent. The room is spacious, well illuminated by two large windows with heavy ruby-red curtains; decorative ceiling and wall moulding give it a refined look; paintings of bucolic country landscapes with ornate, gilded frames cover the walls; a Persian. That’s a girl, let daddy all the way in there, stretch your asshole out nice and wide.” I inched back, ever so slowly, feeling his cock stretching the entrance to my ass. “Ah, that’s a girl. Right back. Can you feel your ass pressing against my stomach? You’ve done such a good job, taking my cock all the way up your ass. Do you feel nice and open for me?”“Yes I do Sir.” He didn’t like one word answers.“Good girl. Now I think I’d like to come in you. Say thank you.”“Thank you Sir.” He. I knew I was stretching her lining to accommodate my width, and it felt as smooth and warm as I think dunking my cock in warm, melted butter would feel. The feeling was one of pure perfection. I felt the unmistakable ‘orgasm squeeze’ from her pussy. Another flood of her nectar was released around my hardness while her fingernails dug into my back. Her body jolted and flinched as her pussy coated me with her hot syrup of happiness. I was trying desperately to maintain control a bit longer but I. Slightly side to side.Imperceptibly up and down. Her body found a rhythm that made Elspeth shudder.That just added to his tension.She built up the movement slowly. Brian felt that he could not come. He was arod, a dildo for her to pleasure herself on. He could feel a rushing in his ears thatpresaged orgasm but the peak just never came. The heights remained at adistance, allowing Elspeth to extract the pleasure he gave in full measure.Now she was plunging on his prick. Every motion pulled him.