At 4:45PM she emailed me and asked me for my room number. I sent it to her thinking she might have something else in mind.There was a knock at my doo...r and there she was. Short, petite, red hair, a sexy body and killer smile, mid 40s in a dark brown sexy summer dress. She walked in and said “Why don’t we just have a drink in here?”. I agreed said “Okay” but as she walked in I leaned in to greet her and grabbed her and gave her one of the deepest sexiest sensual kisses I had given in a long. Was she ill? Had something bad happened? He patted her on the back.“Yolanda, are you okay?” he asked, now really concerned, seeing that the woman had no plans of letting go.“You make me so proud,” Yolanda spoke while letting him breathe but only a fraction of an inch.Were those tears in Yolanda’s eyes as she looked up to him? Why were all people so sentimental these days?She suddenly let go and punched him in the chest with her small fist.“How on Earth I didn’t know you’re a hugger?” she. She took in a breath and let it out in a barely audible sigh that told him that her body has now resting. Sitting the novel on a nightstand constructed of glass and metal gargoyles, slowly he untangled himself from sheets the color of indigo. He held her head and slowly drew from beneath her as he moved from the large open canopy bed donning the same gargoyles as the nightstand. She made a small sound and turned a bit, but in moments she burrowed into the blankets of black and sighed as she. ..”I could hear Andrea licking her lips as Lynette instructed. Her right fingers released their tender grasp of my balls and I soon felt them positioned on my left thigh. I then felt some of her body weight descend on my thighs as Andrea pushed up from the front floorboards.Right before I felt those wet, warm lips on my cock head, Lynette enthusiastically finished her prior instructions with an enthusiastic, “ ... Go for it!”Andrea’s smaller mouth with her slick lip-covered teeth pressed down.