Mr Hotel

Our sex life was off to a good start. Fucking wherever we could find a place. Me sucking his cock and he playing my pussy and clit with his fingers playing my body like a fine tuned instrument.

A couple months into our relationship he moved into a new place and boom I could barely get 15 minutes out of him. Forget eating me out or fucking me from behind while pulling my hair. It was simple missionary position to start and then flip me over so he could cum in me from behind. With the drastic change I was sure he was seeing someone else. A simple search on his phone showed me I was right. He had been frequenting the massage parlor. When he got out of the shower one day I confronted him. He denied everything and that night licked my clit and ate my pussy like it was his last supper wanting nothing in return.

Over the last month I’ve been scrolling through tinder talking dirty, sending pics and preparing to be fucked by someone else. I finally found my nsa 8 inch cock with a six pack. Tomorrow I’m going to meet him in a hotel and be licked, teased and fucked the way I want. My pussy gets warm just thinking about it.