It is fucking hot!There I was walking into the hotel room of this slightly famous Daddy whose red speedos weren’t concealing his fat, erect cock.Wal...king in to someones hotel room is always a little awkward and I shook Paul’s hand. I always think it is funny when I shake hands with a guy whom I know I’m about to do naughty things with.I got to enjoy the view of Paul’s arse as I followed him into the hotel room, it was delicious and my cock started stirring.“Mind if I grab that arse of your. I had my hands on her hips pressing her down to the bed so she couldn’t move. She was stronger than I thought she’d be, and she never stopped fighting. She kept screaming as I took one of my hands off of her hips to undo my belt. I grabbed her by the back of the head and slammed her face into the mattress. “Keep screaming you dumb bitch, I like it better that way. I kept one hand firmly planted on the back of her head as I undid my belt and let my pants fall to the floor. My cock was fully hard. Lisa was up for the challenge and taking it all. Her pussy was throbbing and dripping and she was ready for the main course without much foreplay but Dixon had other plans. He tossed her on the bed and pushed her tits together. Her tits were a present from her husband for her 35 birthday and he grabbed them and squeezed them, he even slapped them at Lisas request. She was craving rough treatment and she couldnt get enough. She was mesmerized his brown skin in contrast to her pale flesh. Dixon. It only took a couple of minutes for me to be right on the edge and I could feel my knickers were soaking wet with the thrill of it. I shoved a finger up my cunt and hooked it round to touch my G spot. Wow! I had both hands in my panties on a train and it felt delicious. I was slightly nervous about finishing. There is a moment in any orgasm where control is lost, by its very nature. If you are masturbating, your hand takes one life of its own. I can control my moans, but I am going to have to.