“That’s okay. Maybe next time.” The old man came back with the key and eyed me suspiciously. “Do you know Connie?” “Uhh… Not really,... but last time I was through this way she was really nice… made an impression you know?” He nodded. “Yeah, she’s a good girl. Tonight’s her night off.”With that I thanked them and went up to my room. It wasn’t a fancy room like last time and despite the look of the rest of the hotel, this looked like most other cheap, dirty hotel rooms. Compared to this room,. She took his penis deep inside her mouth and throat as pain transformed into pleasure. She looked up at him and was pleased to find his face contorted due to pleasure and concentration.“I can’t believe you are so good at this,” he gasped out. She picked up the pace. Her hands tight around his bulging cock. Her tongue danced around the shaft and the head, periodically blessing them with kisses.Suddenly, her love grabbed a fistful of her hair and rammed his penis inside her mouth, as deep as he. She then stopped her car at a remote place(or you can call it less crowded) and started talking to me “Listen Karthik, what happened between us, I hope you haven’t told it to anyone. I don’t want this to happen again. Forget whatever happened.” She was smoking continuously while we talked and this conversation went on for about 15 minutes. I was telling her okay ma’am fine from outside though I was a bit disappointed from inside as I was expecting something else.I don’t know what the hell. His grey hair was cut short and she could see where he was balding in the center of his scalp on top. Some young women would just say that he was too old if he had hit on them, but, to Cheyenne, he was "beautiful". Her hands already longed to reach out and touch the slightly wrinkled skin of his arm; she wanted to run her fingertips gently along his jawline. She stepped out of the dark and into his line of sight. He saw her and it was obvious that he was not trying to rush to her. She.