That covered most of the night, he would worry about the rest tomorrow. After dinner he decided to shower, he was sure his body was going to be used s...omehow tonight as the sexual tension between them had been growing over the last few months, the texts were getting dirtier. He was ready, it was 8pm. He left for the hotel, feeling very excited and aroused at what awaited him. Arriving at the hotel at exactly 8.30pm he got the room key card from the receptionist and slowly climbed the stairs. He. He staggered either from drunkenness or from music. But we were so close to each other, I felt his strength and his weakness. I came close, put my hands on his hips and we began to move. Through his panties a member was slightly sticking out and I could feel its elasticity. Andrey's hands were on my shoulders. My palms touched his bottom. It became clear that he liked it all. Me too.This moment is the best since our first meeting. All worries and embarrassments were left behind. We have become. He was clearly close to cumming, and she quickened her pace, thrusting a third finger into her snatch, her mind racing over the sexual highlights of her life. How much her breasts swelled up when she was turned on&hellip,the lingerie she insisted on wearing under her clothes at all times&hellip,her exhibitionist streak, walking naked through town and blowing the policemen who objected&hellip,the lewd tattoos shed received, marking her as her husbands property and differentiating her from her. The sight of all this was extraordinary. My Dad expertly glided in and out of my velvet lips, sometimes rubbing his cock on my face, sometimes just going in and out. Quim repositioned and slid underneath me, lying face up from the bed and pushed his way back so that he could suck my cock as Marco continued fucking me. When Quim’s lips encircled my cock, I nearly exploded. The pleasure of Marco’s hot cock gliding in and out of my ass, Quim focussing attention on my cock and my Dad’s cock.