In between her legs was a neatly trimmed patch of hair just above smooth, puffy lips. Looking at Sarah with a primal look in his eyes, Jake removed hi...s t-shirt, reintroducing Sarah to that smooth, firm chest from before. Sarah finished removing her jogging bottoms and Jake pulled her closer to the edge of the counter. He knelt on the cold hard floor and Sarah lent back. Jake placed his hands on Sarah’s knees and began to part them as he planted kisses on the inside of her leg. Sarah scooted. He shuffled himself further onto me, so that his dick was now pressing against my slit, sliding in. He reached down and manoeuvred his cock into my opening with his hands. Then, once he had an inch inside me, he replaced his hands on my breasts. He pushed forward, feeling my tight cunt pressing against him. Then, he reached my hymen. He stopped. I held my breath, preparing myself for what was to come. Suddenly, with animal force he slammed against it, and I screamed in agony. I tore my arms. She could hear them behind her. She could hear her mother plea with him to know what was going on while she could hear his breathing, quavering and rough in the air and it urged her forward, those tingles wracking her body once again, to the point where she wasn’t sure if she was moving so hastily to try to get away from whatever was to come or to get to it. She opened the door to the master bedroom, walking in and turning towards the doorway to wait for them, footfalls growing louder as the. I’m in heaven. “Oh, and a package was delivered for you, Ms. Smith.” I can’t tell from the packaging what it is, but I have no doubt who it’s from. The brown wrapper reveals nothing. I nod and smile at the older man at the desk and follow the bellman up to my room. Thankfully, he doesn’t make conversation. I want to lay down on a soft bed, naked, and relax. The flight was brutal. The anticipation of getting here had been maddening. Frankly, I’d worked even harder than usual in November to feel.