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Flying to Las Vegas
Date: 6/14/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 82.4, Source: sexstories.com
softly in her inventory of the room. She is wearing a low cut white blouse, with a hint of lace peeping through over her cleavage. Her beautiful legs are showcased by the white skirt she has on, and the delicate pink slingback heels she wore. She turns from the view of the room to the view she desires me. As she turns, the sunlight from the picture windows throw her figure into stunning relief. My eyes dark with desire for her. I set the bags down near the door and made sure the 'Do Not Disturb' sign is on the doorknob. I walk across the room with a smile on my face. Once I reach her, I pull her into my arms, resting my hands on her ass. She runs her hands up my chest, up over my shoulders, and finally twined her fingers in my hair, softly massaging my head. " Hi," I whisper. " Hello yourself," she replies with a grin. No more words are necessary as our lust took over. We look into one another's eyes, as our lips met. Our lust exploded, lighting up our senses and heightening the sensitivity of our skin. My hands press into her ass, pulling her towards me to grind her against my growing erection. She wraps her arms around my neck, pushing her breasts into my chest. Our lips partaking of one another hungrily, there is no satisfying our desire. Mouths open, our tongues dancing together, hot and wet. Soft whimpers escape our lips as our hands begin to roam. My hands squeeze her butt, she lifts her left leg to raise her thigh around my hip, giving me access to her bare pussy. My ...