Page 14 of Lost In Emotion


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Much to our surprise, the band was doing well. We were getting gigs locally that paid and paid really well. In addition, we were about to record some songs and even had a small tour planned.

We got back to the room, and I unlocked the door. Tiffany started to walk in when I stopped her. "No, Mrs. Vanroy. I believe I'm supposed to carry you over the threshold."

I picked her up into my arms before she could even say anything. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I walked inside. There was a bottle of champagne chilling by the bed with two glasses.

I kicked the door shut with my foot and took her to the bed. I set her down in front of the bed, and before I could lean in to kiss her, she grabbed her dress and pulled it over her head.

“Mr. Vanroy, I need you.”

I reached between her legs and ran my finger through her slit. She was already wet for me.

“I need you too. Now get your ass up on the bed while I undress.” I watched her perfect ass as she crawled up on the bed. I started unbuttoning my shirt when she turned around to face me, spreading her legs like the devious minx she was, showing me how wet and ready she was for me.

I took my time, enjoying the show she was giving me - the way her finger would swirl inside of her and back up to her swollen clit. “Justin,” she whimpered.

It was time to take care of my wife.

I knelt down on the bed, moving between her legs. I ran my tongue along her slit, causing her to moan. Then, I paused and looked up at her. "I wanted to let you know, Mrs. Vanroy, you won't be leaving this room the rest of the trip or wearing clothes. I plan to fuck you morning, noon, and night."

She made a strangled sound in her throat and nodded, clutching the bed as I began my assault on her sex.

I was definitely in heaven.

The End

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