Fortunately, it was a Sunday morning, and no one was around the car.It was clear though, that, while probing in the backseat was fun, that wasn't what...we really were after. We wanted to meet in a hotel, so we could spend an entire night together kissing and sucking and fucking and cumming over and over. So we made plans.We started with a nice romantic dinner at the steakhouse attached to the hotel, but with a twist. I made a reservation at the kind of place with semi-circle booths so we could. Breaking our kiss, I hold one of her breasts to my mouth, and wrap my lips around its protruding nipple. Her areola was a very prominent dark brown, against her beige skin. She ran her fingers along my short haircut. She smells of sweat, and her skin tastes slightly of salt. I roughly have her pushed against the wall in her hallway, I grasp her other breast in my free hand, and release one nipple, and attack the other. She moans her delight as I nip and suck at her tits. When she is able to. ” It was the way she said it, So sensual and confident. It was impossible not to notice and honestly, get a little arroused by it. “I’m sorry” I said, “But why do you keep calling me Daddy?” “Don’t you know?” she said, as if honestly surprised by my question. With a little laugh she then said, “You’re so cute. Don’t worry sweetie, I like Daddies!” She touched my arm as she spoke. Then she turned, it seemed like she arched her back and pointed her ass at me, then slowly started to walk away,. He moaned into the kiss, without realizing it.“I think we’ll have to redefine what ‘dirty’ means in your vocabulary,” Klaus chuckled while interrupting the kiss. “For instance, last night, I would have very much liked to lick all that remaining cum spread all over your chest.”Jake felt his knees turning into melted butter. He had come quite a lot the night before, and he could remember his t-shirt getting all sticky from it. The idea of having that gorgeous man do the cleaning for him was.