He begins to thrust deep into my mouth going into my throat making me gag. Deeper and deeper he goes until I can feel his balls slapping my chin. He... holds his dick in my throat starving me for air. I think I’m going to pass out, but then he withdraws and lets me catch a breath before he shoves back in all the way. He keeps repeating this process for what seems like hours but was probably only a few minutes. Finally he pulls out and I sigh in relief until he moves down to my pussy. He. He whispered, “Come inside.” He held her as they walked back into the room and stood in front of the fire place. He had chosen this hotel for their weekend getaway because he knew Carrie would love the mixture of the ocean’s bone-chilling air and the burning heat of the fire place. In many ways it reflected Carrie herself. At one moment she was child-like, playfully pinching his leg beneath the dinner table. And in the next moment she was a mature, serious woman spiritedly discussing political. M. I have made arrangements for the hotel to let me into the room early so that I may arrange things for later. I have rented a hotel room with a whirlpool tub, big enough for the two of us, first I arrange candles around the bathroom. I light the candles and go back out into the bedroom to prepare the rest of the room. In the night stand drawers I put our supplies,KY jelly, condoms, and 2 new strap-on’s I have purchased, as well as the scarves and whips for my previous trip. I put the. "He followed her up the stairs, still holding her hand. She led him past his room to the open door at the end of the hall. There was a small table lamp beside the bed casting a dim, amber glow and strange shadows around the room. The bedclothes were crumpled into a heap where she'd tossed and turned in her agitated state and her nightgown hung on the bedpost.She didn't speak a word as she turned and lifted his T-shirt over his head. She could feel his nervousness – or was it fear – in the.