'Stop...' you whisper, then repeat it more forcefully. I ignore you, my body quivering with anticipation as I feel your cock throbbing in my mouth. Then I feel you stop your stroking, pulling back from me. I clutch your thighs, trying to hold onto you but being no match for your strength ( Read more... )

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Reaching your hotel room door, you search your pockets for your keycard, gradually becoming aware of some muffled noises coming from one of the rooms in this part of the corridor. Stopping, you listen more carefully. It sounds like moaning, and you wonder which one of your neighbours has gotten lucky. Your eye had been caught by a particularly ( Read more... )

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All comments welcome - I'm not sure I'm hitting the mark ( Read more... )