His large hands reached under her body to cup her breasts. His cock kept an agonizingly slow pace, driving every cell in her body into an aching despe...ation for everything that had yet to happen between them. She jammed her hand down beneath herself and ground her fingers against her pussy. The entire fucking planet was dripping and hungry. Cock. Slow desperation. His body’s refusal to give her body what it was crying for washed over her skin like the gift of a summer rain.Then he was gripping. At five to eight I walk to my tables then walk by the front entrance. I watch people walk past the doors, go to the elevator and up to the hotel check in. I see the doors open and a man and woman walk in. I stop and just stare at them, something about them just pulling me in. I move closer and hear the man say something about no reservation and our hostess, Ivy, who came to work in a bad mood, is telling him that there are no tables. I can see the woman pulling the man's hand. I start walking. My girlfriend was Chinese and I suspected that both her room mates were too, but since I had not any of them.This girl that walked in was a small but kind of plump, at least by Asian standard. My girlfriend was skinny with tiny tits and slim waist. She had a nice firm butt and loved fucking her from behind watching her work her ass over my cock. Chen, sat up and asked what was wrong. This girl was clearly upset. Chen introduced me to her, Yun was her name. My girlfriend pulled her blanket. Around sunset, they drove into the mountains behind Moreno Valley. The 60 turned into a fluidly curved two-lane tarmac cutting through the mountains. Bradley exited onto Timothy Lane, a little street with only a simply stop sign to the freeway in the middle of the mountains. Slowing down was dangerous as cars were speeding and big rigs blasted through tight freeway turns. A construction worker with a red stop sign stood in front of a concrete barrier. ‘Sorry pal. This road is closed for.