Up the creaking staircase we went, feeling as though we looked like honeymooners, although the receptionist probably had a different theory about Mr a...nd Mrs Mellors.The list, or what little was left on it, would have to wait because we had some genuine lovemaking to do first. We put a few clothes in wardrobes and undressed as though we had done this a thousand times. Then we climbed into the tightly-made king-size hotel bed and wrapped ourselves around each other, kissing frantically. We didn't. I moaned loud by pain and pleasure . This is new thing for me . I wonder how this little boy know such this things better than mature guy. He knows well how to make happy woman. I was very very horny I want to suck his cock . But he did not give that to me and insert his hard cock in to my assole . Its very hard and pain for me . But fist he going slowly and increased the speed little by little . Its very fantastic. My mind saying SASANTHI BITCH SEE LITTLE SCHOOL BOY IS FUCKING YOU NOW .. She smiled and then pulled me in for a kiss. I immediately felt something spark between us during that kiss. After uncounted seconds, possibly minutes, we finally had to break for air. We were both breathing heavily. I looked at her, she looked at me and seconds later were both standing up, shedding clothes in a rush to get naked. As soon as I could, I pulled her back into my arms and we began to kiss again, our lips parted and our tongues twined. I could feel her naked body pressed against. I start to moan thinking about this. I continue reading the story, still imagining the girl on her knees, her head, buried in my pussy, my thighs wrapped tightly around her head so she won't stop. My fingers through her long, soft hair. I now have three fingers, buried deep inside my pussy. Between reading the story, and picturing this sexy girl eating me, it is sending me over the edge. Closer and closer to orgasm. I am now reading the hottest part of the story, fingering myself hard and fast,.