Geez... He is still here, I thought he left hours ago... Yet, here he is, spooning me, for crying out loud, in my hotel room. Ha... who would have thought — the handsome married 50-something is a snuggler. Remind me to mail a thank-you note to his frigid wife for sending this pent-up animal astray and right into my bed.
God, he was hot last night, that tongue of his touched my soul eating ass. Thinking of which, my ass is aching for him to be back inside me... Just the thought of it has me hard. No sense in letting an opportunity pass! I nudge myself back against him and give a gentle graze of my hand along the length and head of his manhood. Well, well... not to disappoint, that fuck stick of his is coming to life. Just a few more gentle strokes and his cock is now officially morning wood. What a treat, but Mike — was it Mike??? No, Mitch... Yeah, that's it, Mitch — is just stirring.
I rub a wet finger over my pouting hole. It's still slick; so hot — most likely from the huge nut he planted in me last night.
Carefully, I guide his cock, backing my ass up and ease his sex inside me. Fuck! His cock is perfect and fills me up. Not but a few strokes and he's beginning to buck back. That's it, daddy... Take charge.
Mitch pulls me back and impales me with his entirety. I can feel his chest against my back and his mouth near my neck. His gentle strength and warmth have me melting into him. He whispers into my ear, "It's about to be a good morning," nibbles my ear and proceeds to stroke my ass. I feel last night’s load begin to run while he pumps my hole.
He rolls me over and now has me prone, legs spread, slowly pumping me with his entire length. His body weight on top of me has me pinned, and I’m now his for the using. His pace quickens, God, he's hitting me so right I could bust myself. I start to mirror his thrusts, pushing back, and he pulls out panting, telling me he is not ready to cum just yet. Mitch inches down my back and plants his tongue firmly between my cheeks. God, he's good at eating ass, my eyes are rolling, and my cock is throbbing.
He turns over onto his back and pulls me atop, forcing me to his face taking my cock in his mouth and then pushing me further forward to squat over his face... eating my hole again, and I’m in rapture. I'm stroking my own cock and just know I’m not going to hold it. I reach back stroking his cock and his glazed cock is slick, and my hole was eager to have him back inside me. I slither down his chest, I feel the heat from his manhood, and he smells like pure sex.
I take his cock in my mouth to taste him. His pre-cum is sweet like I've never had before. I move back up and squat over his rigid fuck stick and slide his entirety inside me. He moaned with pleasure while I milked his cock with my wet hole. I felt him begin to buck. He's close, and God, so am I. "I'm cumming," I tell him, and he erupts with me, filling my insides. He forces himself deeper inside me until his throbbing cock is spent. I lean forward to kiss him as I feel him slowly sliding out of me. I ease down between his legs and take his used cock in my mouth and suck him gently, cleaning his spent load from his manhood. He looks me in the eyes and says, "You're welcome. It is a good morning!"
