I can feel the telltale signs of a disheveled bed around me & the pliable but firm casing of your vibrator under my pillow. My body hair is stiff and ...matted with the previous evening's sweat and come, and the sweet scent of hard sex lingers in the air. The hotel is full of noises. Maids cleaning rooms. Couples collecting their thrown clothes from the floor and furniture. People going about their regular lives in the street so many floors below. The shower in our en-suite running... I get. Her body again fit into his. Her natural perfume filled his nostrils. He found himself becoming aware that all her clothing but her bathrobe was in a bundle on the table. So was his.After a long while she said, "I want to sit on your lap and be cuddled." So he released her, sat and took her onto his lap.He grew very aware that she was no longer a lean little girl. She had soft spots and bulges she'd never had before. Or perhaps he was just now becoming aware of her sudden maturity. He said. Hmm, I wonder, could I fuck you between your boobs and get to your mouth? I definitely want to try this!Your tits are wonderful! My wet dick is sliding well between them up to your little mouth. I am above you, making everything I like with you and that turns you on! "I want you..." another quite whisper of yours. “Enter me, fuck me like a bitch!” Can I go against your sacred will? But I refuse the offer, telling you "Why don't you want to be on the top?" I haven't finished telling it, as you. She approached him with a decided lack of glee."Hey Morton" she said. He glanced up at her from where he was sitting in the library. His eyes got a little wider as he realized who it was addressing him."Uh... Hi Julie." he said. His eyes looked big through his thick glasses. He had dark hair that was slicked back over his head. It looked greasy. Her stomach churned. He had on loose clothing that looked too big for him, like it was hand-me-downs from an older brother or something. For some.