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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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In the morning, I received a room number by text. Driving to the hotel was nervously exciting. I could feel myself lubricating, and nipples stiffening beneath the silk of my bra.
On arrival at the hotel, I confidently made my way past reception and headed straight for the lift.
On the third floor, I found the room. The door was on the latch and I pushed it open. He was there to meet me, shower fresh, hair still damp and a crisp, white towel slung around his waist.
shut the door and wordlessly met his gaze. The flimsy towel did nothing to hide his arousal. I stepped forward and, without any dialogue taking place, our lips met... hesitantly at first, then deeper and more hungrily.
With one small movement of my hand, his towel fell to the floor. He stepped back, surprised. I think he felt slightly vulnerable, naked. I was still fully clothed. I was wearing a knee length pencil skirt, a white blouse and black patent leather high heels.
His powerful erection bucked towards me. Pre-cum already lubricating the tip.
His cock could not ignore the desire he felt. Gently, with one hand in the centre of his chest, I pushed him until the bed was behind his knees and he sat back on the edge of it, without my eyes leaving his gaze, I dropped to my knees in front of him......
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