Hands on the man’s buttocks, I force him in; force him deep. I hold him there, making him deliver his sperm as deep inside my snatch as he can. It�...s very deep. He is very long.I’m in another room, or perhaps it’s the same room. Loud music assails my ears. The music makes it hard to hear the voices. All is dark, but I am far from alone. I can sense people around me. Maybe they’re the same people, maybe they’re different people. I can feel people inside me.I am on all fours. There is a cock. I stood up fully, shook out my hair as your hands traced over my body — starting high on my sides, smoothing out my blouse and down the skirt that pulled taut across my thighs. You held me there and then followed with your eyes the path your hands had made. You leaned in, I felt your hands tighten on me, and then you imparted the most delicate of kisses right where my belly button would be. I turned around then and lifted my sweater off my shoulders, letting it slide off me and drop to the. I didn't mind because it meant I got to see some new places, and got to stay in some fancy hotels! The main aim was to usually upgrade some office software, and help a few of the staff transition from one part of the office to the other. Again, nothing special, but the money was good and I was pretty much my own boss.My time on this one was pretty much over, and in a week or so I'd be able to head home. Until then, it was a normal Thursday evening in the hotel. Fresh from a swim in the pool, I. Yum!”“You know, Bev…you’re really funny.”“Oh no, Richard; there’s nothing I take more seriously than a mouthful of semen. I just love the taste and the texture as it slides down my mouth and over my tongue. Even when I scoop it out of my cunt. Don’t get me wrong. I live for the orgasms, but there’s nothing that compares to the taste. The best thing about taking it in my cunt is that first I get to cum and then I get to relive it all over again when I dip my fingers in and lick them off. .