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Iwake up with a giant smile on my face after my amazing night with Hazel. I can still imagine the look on her face when she cums. As I open and refocus my eyes, I reach around for Hazel but don’t feel anyone in the bed with me.
Hazel never fails to surprise me. I guess she sneaked out in the middle of the night. I can understand, as I think of all the women I left sleeping after a rendezvous.
It’s funny, though. I truly didn’t mind the idea of waking up next to Hazel. In fact, I find myself slightly disappointed. If not for me, for my hard-on.
Morning sex always puts me in a good mood for the rest of the day, especially if it occurs with someone as hot as Hazel. I want the opportunity to wake her up with soft kisses on her neck and a dick inside of her.
It kinda sucks that I don’t get to have morning sex, but at least I get to brag to Dylan about my conquest. I will tell him every single dirty detail just to rub it in his face.
Oh well. I rub my cock until I quickly bust. After I clean up, I begin to get ready for my day. I strip out of my clothes and get into a towel in preparation for a shower.
Suddenly, I hear a knock on the door.
“Hello?” I ask.
Maybe Hazel wants to bring me breakfast. I regret taking care of my morning wood myself, but I know I can get myself ready to go again if necessary.
Unfortunately, when I open the door, I see Dylan’s smug face.
“Oh, shit. It’s you,” I greet him, throwing the door open to let him in.
“Expecting someone prettier, maybe?” Dylan asks me.
“Actually, yes,” I reply.
“Well, sorry to disappoint you,” Dylan apologizes.
“What do you want on this beautiful morning?” I wonder.
“I am hungry enough to eat a horse. Do you want to go get breakfast with me?” he asks.
“Yeah, I’m pretty hungry, too. Let me get my shit together first,” I say.
“For sure. Wash your balls and whatnot. I’ll meet you in like thirty minutes?”
“Sounds good.”
I take my time getting ready, feeling myself a bit in the mirror. I don’t mind keeping him waiting for a bit, but I secretly can’t wait to get to breakfast and spill all of the details about my night with Hazel.
When I get to the hotel restaurant, I see Dylan at a front table eyeing one of the waitresses. This particular waitress has blonde hair and huge boobs popping out of her shirt.
“Do you plan on serving something to that server there?” I joke.
“Oh, I’ll give her more than just the tip,” Dylan winks.
“Did you already?” I question him.
“Not that I remember. However, I may have memory loss after the fuck session from last night,” Dylan brags.
“I see you have a story to tell. Spill,” I insist.
I want Dylan to tell me his story first, so I can blow him away with mine. He can’t possibly have a story that involves a girl as hot as Hazel.
“So do you remember that hot flight attendant? I got it in last night. She shows up in the middle of the night in a fucking towel. Needless to say, the towel didn’t cover her up for long,” Dylan tells me.
My mouth drops.
