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"Fuck me, David..." Mila quietly requests, pushing her ass up towards me.
I promptly take her offering, grab hold of her tiny waist, and dive into her snatch. I am merciless as I force every inch inside her, no matter how much she bucks and yelps. As I close in on my own climax, I'm fucking Mila senseless and I'm loving every moment of watching her bear my huge cock.
At last, I let myself spew the biggest load I've ever blown onto her perfect little ass cheeks. Mila's butt is covered in my cum when I finally let her hips go
and she collapses like a rag doll on the bed.
I fall down beside her and watch her as I catch my breath. Mila still looks incredibly sexy to me. My eyes start to close. I'm extremely tired and thirsty. However, as I predicted, my seemingly insatiable hunger for this girl is finally gone.
The End.
At the Hotel
He pushed through the doors at the front entrance. The staff at the front desk were busy assisting other guests and didn't notice him enter. He walked through the lobby and spotted the elevator. As he pressed the call button, one of the elevators dinged and the doors slid open. He stepped inside and hit the button for the floor that she had told him. The elevator rose to her floor without interruptions. He felt his heart beat faster and his skin felt cold. It was a familiar feeling. It always happened in anticipation of seeing her.
The elevator dinged again as he reached her floor. As he stepped off the elevator he spotted a sign, directing him down the hall to the right. He walked slowly down the hall looking at the room numbers as he went. He found her door and stopped in front of it.
He could hear noise from inside - it might have been music or noise from the TV. He knocked and waited. Nothing happened. He knocked again. This time he heard the noise turn down. Then he heard quick footsteps to the door. The light through the peephole was blocked momentarily. He looked toward the hole and felt her behind the door. He heard the lock snap open.
She cracked open the door and peeked out.
He saw one beautiful eye; her long lashes flashed at him. She didn't say anything. She just looked at him. It was a game they played often.
He looked down from her face. He could see that she was naked. However, she was cleverly standing at an angle, careful not expose herself. Between the door frame and the door a strip of skin extended from her thigh up to her face. He could see her hip bone and stomach. He could see her ribs and the skin at the side of her breast, the top of her shoulder and her neck.
He noticed that the safety latch was on the door. It prevented him from getting at her.
With his heart pounding, he stood waiting for her to move. She didn't flinch. His mouth slowly turned into a smirk and then a smile. At this point, she new she had won. He raised his hand and quickly poked at the strip of exposed skin. She let out a little squeal and feigned a shocked look. She quickly shut the door, almost catching his finger. He heard the safety lock swing to the side. She made another wonderful sound from behind the door exposing her excitement.
She opened the door and appeared wearing a short white robe. He expected her to be stark naked, but she must have slipped the robe on while the door was closed. He enjoyed her tease, and she enjoyed teasing him. He could see it in her eyes.
She jumped at him, smiling and wrapping her hands around his neck. She was barefoot, which made her quite shorter than him. To maintain the hug she had to stand on her toes. She squeezed him hard. He held her and supported her weight. She smelled fantastic. She always did. He wasn't sure if it was her perfume or her natural pheromones. Memories of her flooded his head.
She pulled him into the room and the door swung shut behind them.
He looked around the room. It was a typical hotel room. Big bed, bedside table, desk and chair. There was a hutch with a large TV. Above the bed there was the standard, ugly, framed painting. This one was of a tropical beach - crashing waves and swaying palm trees.
He saw an open suitcase on the ground. Music was quietly playing from her phone on the bedside table. Next to her phone was a bag of candy. She was never far from a bag of candy.
She looked freshly showered and made up as if planning to have a night out. She was naturally beautiful and only wore minimal makeup. Her hair was in a high ponytail and her bangs hung down into her eyes.
She jumped around him like an excited child. She asked him a million rapid-fire questions. He did his best to answer, but she answered most of them herself. He was charmed by her energy and wanted to be closer to her.
She told him to sit because she wasn't ready yet. He had forgotten they had made plans to eat. He wished that they could just blow off lunch and spend the afternoon here in the hotel room. Unbeknownst to him, she felt the same way.
He kicked his shoes off and sat on the end of the bed. She had removed the comforter from the bed - a habit of hers since watching a news report on the cleanliness of hotel rooms.
She walked past him to her suitcase in search of something. She bent over and rummaged inside. Her short robe rode up on the back of her legs. He watched attentively as the fabric stretched over her butt. He could see the backs of her thighs and almost the folds of her cheeks. He knew that she wasn't wearing underwear and hoped to catch a glimpse between her legs.
She caught him looking and shyly grabbed the back of her robe, pulling it down. She found what she was looking for and popped back up. She was smiling and laughing. She playfully scolded him for being a pervert. Teasing him turned her on.
He saw a small bag in her hands. He guessed it was her jewelry bag. She walked past him towards the bathroom. As she did, she touched the side of his face and dragged her fingers along his chin. He hadnt shaved in a few days and his face was rough with stubble. It was the length that she liked on him.
He took it as a signal for him to follow her. She walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. He followed her, but stopped in the doorway and lean on the door frame.
She continued to chat with him while examining the contents of the bag. He looked her up and down. He focused on her legs. She shifted her weight on to her right foot, lifting the heel and slightly bending the knee of her left leg. Her muscles looked firm and her skin looked soft and smooth. He imagined her smooth skin on his face.
They looked at each other and talked through their reflections in the mirror. She pulled some earrings from the bag and held them up to her ear. She wasn't satisfied and put them back into the bag. She pulled out another pair and modeled them for him. He shook his head. She pouted and dropped them back into the bag.
