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“Where are you going?”

He asked staring at me across the room, as I adjusted from the couch to get up.

“Well I was gonna shower before we get tangled up in bed I think… or at least get this blanket and lay down for a min.”

He adjusted himself to get up and to move towards me, taking his shirt off and undoing his belt.

Mmm…

I thought so many things in such a short syllable. I didn’t realize I said it out loud as I was watching him. His smirk told me he heard me.

His brows raised told me he enjoyed being eye fucked a little.

His dick raising up in his pants told me it was already over for me.

I giggled and went to grab the blanket, stripping away my own clothes to match energies. We had been bar hopping fatih escort a little earlier, and enjoyed a good scenic route back to the hotel. We both were deliciously ready to touch each other.

He was already naked and on the couch when I handed him the blanket, and finished to get the rest of my clothes off. He put his hand out to stop me before I sat down.

“Go get your lube, and get a towel” he commanded. A smirk appeared on my face but I turned around and did as I was told. I love being such a good girl for him.

I came back with said supplies, and a drink to share and further elevate our mood. This was going to feel so good – I didn’t even ask what he wanted either for, I just çapa escort did it.

“Lay with your back and ass against me, get under the blankets with me” he said. I handed him the bottle of lube and laid against him. His body always felt so good against mine not heavy or uncomfortable. But present – safe – protected.

His arm reached around to grab onto me and hold on to my body. Feeling his hands trace over my skin, his lips kissing the base of my neck and face. His left hand reaching in between my thighs to see how wet I was already.

A low growl escaped his throat when he moved to kiss another spot on my body.

“Damn… your little pussy is so wet for me already. And your clit is güngören escort getting hard against my fingers,” he spoke into my ear.

“Yes, I’m always so wet for you. You do things to me he smirked inquisitively.

“We gotta talk about this hotel sex sir…” I said to him. He laughed at me, taking a sip and setting the drink back down on his side. He started to move and grab the towel from the nightstand to clean himself off, and got up to grab us a few warm washcloths. Coming back to clean my body off as well for me, he lifted the covers and climbed underneath them next to me.

Positioning himself between my thighs so that my legs were spread open for him, and his mouth mere inches from my swollen clit. He took a finger and traced my clit with it, before positioning at the entrance of my pussy and his mouth moving closer to my now throbbing clit.

“What about this hotel sex puddin’? What do you wanna talk about?” he said in a low tone, as he placed his mouth on me and began to slowly lick.

I could only moan in response.

… more to cum

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