Followed her into the hotel lobby,
Her eyelashes screaming at me to follow…
Her tight jeans and low cut top leading me in,
And her perfume chaining me down behind her.
No time to waste, got a room and followed her up…
Her hand, sweet terrorist leading the way up the stairs,
Her lips, sweet priests preaching to me the future and what’s to come,
Her legs, toned path leading to seas of ideas.
5th floor and we’re taking the elevator, just us two…
Her hands slowly around my neck, holding my head
And my hands around her waist and on her back…
Lips biting at each other and her moans escaping just loud enough in my ears.
Throb, throb.
Lips stabbing at each other and hands sliding down her ass.
Throb, throb.
-ding- we’re there and we almost run…
I can feel the passion from her grip…
I can smell the desire dripping slowly…
She awaits impatiently behind me…
Moaning while I slide the key in…
Gripping my hip while I turn it…
-release- we’re in…
And she pushes me in…
No time to be amazed by the big honeymoon suit,
She finds the bed and turns to meet my lips….
A bruise tomorrow and she sticks a wet tongue in my mouth,
I can see her trembling hands slide down my pants, unbuttoning… unzipping.
With my hand on the back of her head I pull her closer,
Whisper sweet poisonous moans in her ears…
Pants fall… boxers fall… moans escape and her top flies with her bra.
Sweet nipples find their way in my mouth and I unzip her jeans slowly…
I can smell the desire forming…
Seas of passion will flow inside my inpatient mouth…
Brush against my tongue… moans.
Biting her nipples and sliding off her thong,
All too fast to comprehend.
Moans.
Pulling me closer to her,
Picking her up and leading her to the bed…
Licking at her nipples and her legs wrapped around me…
Brushing her against my toned chest, my 8 pack.
I can hear her moans loud and clear “oh boy!”
Release and she falls on the bed moaning,
Slowly pulling me after her, coming slowly,
Licking her calves and thighs… slowly,
Brushing my nose and tongue once at her treasures, going up.
Her stomach my canvas, her breasts my pillow tonight…
And I find my way… throbbing.
Her hands around my neck, whispering to hurry…
Me slowing down, teasing.
“I love you baby” is all I can think of… but she knows that…
“Hurry up” her begging voice cracking at the last letter…
Moans.
Sliding faster than the key,
So easy so warm and tight…
I can feel it drip… feel it start…
Her head down on the pillow, her neck unveiled…
White skin, sweet blood flowing through her…
Licks, moans, pressure…
She drips around me, she drowns me.
Pulling her on top of me, giving her control…
Two lose movements and she slides back out…
She lets me feed… my tongue loose in her..
My hands ripping her thighs… squeezing.
Moans and I feel her tighten…
Sucking her and sliding my full length tongue in her…
Moans and I push her…
Stopping myself… “It’s not over just yet baby”
One last lick….
And feel her wipe down my chest and back onto me…
Ride baby… play, for I am yours tonight… moans.
Pulling me up, her breasts… feed me more baby…
Releasing her from this prison… letting myself explode…
Feeling her moan inside my mouth with all she has…
Drinking it all up… “Don’t stop!”
And I don’t… I keep going…
Again and again…
Her moans filling me…
One orgasm, two, three, four…
“Don’t stop!”
Five, six and she falls in my arms…
Carefully pulling out…
Letting her collapse in my arms…
Dreaming of how much better I am than her husband.
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