Dani was very aware she was not wearing any clothes and was just told to answer the door. “Hurry up,” Jack said. “The food is getting cold.”He turned back toward the t.v. as Dani slowly walked toward the door. She grabbed the latch and slowly opened the door revealing only her head to the room service worker.“Tell him to come in,” Jack shouted from the chair. “Have him put it on the table behind me,”Dani knew this meant she would have to let this young man in. Not only that, he would have. .. and the source of the pulsing hardon in my own slacks. It was also the root of the churning, horny folding and flutter from my rectum, up past my taint, swallowing my balls and coursing around my tumescence and fanning across my abdomen and into my chest. If I had been remotely conscious, I'd have worried that I was literally drooling and making audible grunting sounds to accompany the fantasy running full throttle ahead. I had been suffering unholy lust for this stud for weeks now,. Her warm soft mouth had engolfed my dick, going up and down. I was going to cum and she knew it, my muscles contracted and i started to cum into her mouth, she didnt stop, she kept sucking and swallowed every little bit of cum that i was able to blast into her mouth. She leaned up, licked her lips and asked me if i liked it, i sad OMG yes, mom can we do that again? she said its my turn now. She was now standing and i was on my knees, face to her stomach. I grabbed her ass with both hands and. ."I like your husband, Miss" I finally answered, as I continued to pound into his ass. "Good boy. Well show him how much you like him, Ben."It was the last little encouragement I needed. I broke from her gaze and looked down at her husband's well-defined back. Bending forwards, I pushed up the little lacy vest and lowered myself onto him so that I could feel as much of his body against my own as I unleashed my cum into his ass. Driving deep into him and holding myself there as my cum shot out.
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