She told me that if I ever was in her area, she’d get a hotel room for us, and that I’d always have a wet hole to stick my dick in. My desi I didn’t really know what to do with myself—probably use the hotel’s wireless internet and masturbate to porn—same thing I do when I’m at home.Around 6, I heard a knock on my adjoining door. I was still standing up when she started stroking me. It was Rebecca. All of her passion her husband was missing out on was coming out now.We made out, and she started taking my clothes off, but she left hers on. I had been waiting for hours to stick it in Rebecca. When I opened the door to the room, I noticed one of those adjoining doors on the wall—on the other side was her room. She was kneeling on the bed. There were so many things I wanted to do with her—I didn’t know where to start.
