After MC walked me back to my hotel, he confidently walked me back to my room. He said he needed to take a piss and then he said to me, why haven’t you offered to hold it. I was surprised. I hadn’t expected that. MC is a hard man to predict. Perhaps he was in a do or don’t battle with himself.
I didn’t hesitate, and reached around him to hold it, but I really didn’t know what to do. I tried.
Then he told me to clean it off. I put his cock in my mouth and gave him head until he grabbed my head and started throat fucking me. I gagged. A lot. It was hot.
He fucked my face until I threw up. I was embarrassed, but went right back on it each time. He instructed me to undress and kneel down on the floor. He tried to enter my arse, but it was tight and dry, he tried to force it and then said. We don’t have lube, I corrected him and said I had prepared. He told me I was a good girl. I retrieved it and went back to my position.
He fucked my arse. It felt really good. He asked me what I was. I told him I was a slut. He said who’s slut.
Your slut, Sir.
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