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Sometimes a guest might ask if she will wear heels so he can fuck her pornstar style, but we both feel barefoot is best. There will be no time to waste with shedding clothes or shoes, because it’s going to be a busy night. Maria’s whopping huge tits bounce and wobble unrestrained as she walks. “How do I look?” She flirts. “Like the whore and slut you are, baby. Let’s go.” I lead her out the back door becase it’s closest to the motel room for Maria’s first booking. He’s a solo, tits a regular guest, but because he’s a salesman he’s got an early start in the morning, so he doesn’t want a late night. I knock on the door of room 11 and call out “room service” and Ross answers it. As I usher Maria inside, I say “G’day Ross, here she is.” I sink down quietly on the couch in the corner of the room. “Hi Maria, looking good, as usual,” Ross replies. He’s only wearing jocks, so Ross is slut ready to go as well. pussy I ask “Do you want any pix or vids from this one mate?” “No, it’s fine, thanks. I’ll just fuck your wife and then turn in. Got a big job tomorrow.” “I hope you’ll give me a big job tonight, Ross,” Maria winks at him. “You can start by getting on your knees and sucking my cock, slut,” Ross growls. Maria obediently sinks down, her shift billowing out softly from blowjob her curvaceous body, as Ross drops his jocks and steps up to dangle his semi-erect cock and balls in Maria’s face. Leaving her hands by her sides, Maria reaches out her tongue and places it under the tip of Ross’s dick to lift it into her mouth, sucking it in deeper with an audible sigh of pleasure. “I can never get over how much you love cock, Maria. You are a born cock-sucking whore.” Ross throws his head back as his shaft stiffens under Maria’s expert ministrations, then leans forward and grabs handfuls of my wife’s thick brown hair on either side of her pretty little head and begins thrusting his rod balls deep into her mouth and down her throat, grunting animalistically with each stroke. Maria doesn’t even gag as the head of Ross’s thick cock rams right through her petite mouth, focussing on contracting her palate muscles with a swallowing reflex to stimulate his engorged member. “Fuck Maria, you are one hell a deepthroat cocksucker,” Ross gasps as he heaves his pelvis back and forth against her lips. Although her head is level to take Ross’s ramrod, Maria tilts her big brown eyes up so she can make eye contact with him every time he looks down. While he is thrusting hard Ross throws his head back, but as he nears ejaculation he locks eyes with Maria, his thrusts now short and sharp. His gasps are shorter and closer together until he emits anal one long “Ahhhh” as he releases his load of semen into my wife’s eager mouth, pooling inside the seal of her lips around his cock. Maria works her mouth to suck every last drop from Ross’s cock, until satiated, he slowly withdraws. Maria leaves her mouth open so he can see the white pool of his jizz luminously swirling around her teeth and tongue. She swishes his precious cum load around, swirling it into every corner of her mouth before swallowing it in small measures, savouring it like fine wine. As she downs the last drop, Maria reaches for Ross’s cock with her left hand and begins to coax it back to life. Still on her knees, she cups his balls with her right hand, gently massaging them while stroking the shaft from its base to just shy of the head. “Let’s get you naked, slut,” Ross orders. Maria rises, letting go of Ross’s balls but holding fetish onto his cock. “I lied, I just wanted you to show us tits your true colours, and you fell right into my pussy trap. David got on his knees. She smiled at me as her anal hands unbuttoned my blouse, revealing my large breasts constrained in a soft-pink bra, lilac lacing trimming the cups. I looked at what she blowjob was wearing, and smiled to myself that she had remembered to leave her bra at home. Since slut all men kind of know their own measurement, I knew that my male member was slightly short of seven inches, and as for girth I would assume that it is average (and perhaps even a bit lower than that if I’m being honest). It looked cute on her, for a 12 year old. The dopamine rush kicks in; evolution telling me that I did good. Sarah opened her eyes and grabbed the spoon to stir the onions. And I could be in total control. Chloe and I sat at the back eating loads and loads of ‘high protein low residue’ food that Chloe had selected. We didn’t say anything for the whole walk, or when we got to the cemetery. You could practically feel the fetish heat radiating from her and the sweet pungent smell of honey filled his nose as he stepped closer.