By the time I pulled up in front of the Claymount Inn it was a quarter to three. The Claymount Inn was a small four star luxury hotel. It only had six...teen rooms. All of them were suites. My suite was actually two rooms. The front room was a small, but very elegant living room with a love seat, a coffee table, an easy chair and an ottoman, a large writing desk and a of course a thirty-two inch flat screen television set. The bedroom was equally elegant and had a king size bed, an adequate closet. He afforded her the same passion and intimacy that he would have during a deep and sensual kiss, her muscles tensing with every teasing stroke of his tongue, the thrusting of her hips growing faster as her slick juices dripped from his chin in thick ropes.Something primal had come over him. Perhaps it was the lack of Seirim magick dulling his mind, but he felt so wanton, carnal.Moving lower now, he circled her opening, feeling her muscles tense as it twitched and leaked in invitation. He. It was still wet and I began to push my cock in. She was so wet, I went into the base of my cock. I was holding tight on her ass as I began pumping my cock in and out. Her pussy took it all.I was fucking her hard, driving my cock deep into her with every thrust. I continued fucking her hard. I was controlling the release of my load.My balls were slapping her pussy lips.I removed my cock. As she moaned in disappointment and told her to ride me.Soon I was laying on her bed, she positioned my cock. He was so big! Mandy could feel her pussy stretching out to the border of painfulness, but refused to stop. She wanted to see just how much could fit inside of her. She took deep breaths, relaxed the muscles in her pussy, that was overwhelmed by the intrusion of something this big. She carefully leaned a bit backwards, changing angle, and went down another inch, and another… and then she felt the soft curls of his crotch against her ass. She had gotten it all in. She looked in triumph at David,.