He grasped her waist with both hands as the pace quickened. He
raised one hand and pushed the hair over her shoulder to get a full view of her
body. She smiled down at him as his hands dug into the soft flesh of her ass.
The loud squeaks of the cheap mattress filled the room along with the slapping
of their bodies.
He smiled as her body was suddenly bathed in light, but it was gone just as quick as a a car passed by. He had forgotten the firmness of youth as her body bounced on top of him. Their mouths melted together as she leaned forward. She breathed hard through her nose as their lips remained locked and she increased the rhythm. She grunted as the kiss ended. Her hands grasped his shoulders as she leaned forward and rocked her hips back and forth forever gaining momentum.
He felt it rising through his body as it reached the base and past a point of return. His fingers dug deeper into the firm ass as he shook with each thrust - eventually hollaring as he could hold it no more. Her eyes remained closed as he concentrated on her rhythm. He matched her pace as her chest heaved and the now familiar grunts echoed around them. She was no screamer, but the silent squeal was a good sign.
Her eyes slowly opened as she returned to him. He pulled her face close to his and licked the sweat from her upper lip as the kissed. He body maintained a slow grind before she pushed herself from her mount and collapsed beside him. The sweat on his body was instantly cold as the air conditioner blew across their bodies. He heard her soft snore as he slid his legs over the edge of the bed.
He turned toward her and his eyes followed the curves of her body as she lay sleeping. He still couldn't figure out how he had scored with her, but why ask questions now. He wished for the stamina of his youth as he contemplated going again. He grunted while raising his body from the bed and walked to the window.
He laughed while wiping himself on the green curtain while watching a woman approaching the entrance with suitcase in hand. She seemed closer to his age and in excellent shape, but the conversations about her past and future plans along would be too much. The coolness of the bathroom floor surprised him as he lowered his tall frame onto the toilet - he found sitting and peeing much more comfortable these days, and less messy as his ex liked to say. He decided not to flush to avoid waking her - he was in no mood to talk.
Rain attacked the window as he returned to bed. He pulled the sheet and one cover over the beautiful body as she continued to sleep. He gently pushed the hair from her face as he wondered about his own son - no, she wasn't that young, but it had been so long since they had spoken. He wondered if the boy would ever come to his senses and forgive him. He knew the boy's stubborn nature mirrored his own, so it was less likely to happy sooner rather than later.
His stomach growled as he pulled the covers toward him. He wondered why a properly functioning air conditioner for hotel rooms was so hard to find. In the end, you were either hot or cold - nothing in between. The clock confirmed the stomach's statement that it was time to eat. He wondered if the ex was eating, she had her schedule and rarely strayed. He missed that schedule, but she didn't seem to miss him - rather hate and contempt were better summaries of her emotions.
His eyes slowed closed as the rain continued to beat the window. He felt a hand just as he was fading away. Her face hovered over him as his eyes blinked. She smiled and kissed him as her hand revived him for another run. He hoped she would take control again as he was exhausted, but his hopes rose even further as she slid under the sheet. He looked down - he had always liked to take a peek, but it had been so long - as her head bounced under the covers.
He smiled and closed his eyes and grabbed the back of her head. The rain muffled the smacking noises as he felt a cramp form in his left calf. He pushed her deeper with his palm as he tried to push the cramp away. His luck continued as the pain eased as he forgot to warn her, but she didn't seem to mind as she worked away as no drop was spilled. He felt the sleep overtake him as he slowly faded.
He smiled as her body was suddenly bathed in light, but it was gone just as quick as a a car passed by. He had forgotten the firmness of youth as her body bounced on top of him. Their mouths melted together as she leaned forward. She breathed hard through her nose as their lips remained locked and she increased the rhythm. She grunted as the kiss ended. Her hands grasped his shoulders as she leaned forward and rocked her hips back and forth forever gaining momentum.
He felt it rising through his body as it reached the base and past a point of return. His fingers dug deeper into the firm ass as he shook with each thrust - eventually hollaring as he could hold it no more. Her eyes remained closed as he concentrated on her rhythm. He matched her pace as her chest heaved and the now familiar grunts echoed around them. She was no screamer, but the silent squeal was a good sign.
Her eyes slowly opened as she returned to him. He pulled her face close to his and licked the sweat from her upper lip as the kissed. He body maintained a slow grind before she pushed herself from her mount and collapsed beside him. The sweat on his body was instantly cold as the air conditioner blew across their bodies. He heard her soft snore as he slid his legs over the edge of the bed.
He turned toward her and his eyes followed the curves of her body as she lay sleeping. He still couldn't figure out how he had scored with her, but why ask questions now. He wished for the stamina of his youth as he contemplated going again. He grunted while raising his body from the bed and walked to the window.
He laughed while wiping himself on the green curtain while watching a woman approaching the entrance with suitcase in hand. She seemed closer to his age and in excellent shape, but the conversations about her past and future plans along would be too much. The coolness of the bathroom floor surprised him as he lowered his tall frame onto the toilet - he found sitting and peeing much more comfortable these days, and less messy as his ex liked to say. He decided not to flush to avoid waking her - he was in no mood to talk.
Rain attacked the window as he returned to bed. He pulled the sheet and one cover over the beautiful body as she continued to sleep. He gently pushed the hair from her face as he wondered about his own son - no, she wasn't that young, but it had been so long since they had spoken. He wondered if the boy would ever come to his senses and forgive him. He knew the boy's stubborn nature mirrored his own, so it was less likely to happy sooner rather than later.
His stomach growled as he pulled the covers toward him. He wondered why a properly functioning air conditioner for hotel rooms was so hard to find. In the end, you were either hot or cold - nothing in between. The clock confirmed the stomach's statement that it was time to eat. He wondered if the ex was eating, she had her schedule and rarely strayed. He missed that schedule, but she didn't seem to miss him - rather hate and contempt were better summaries of her emotions.
His eyes slowed closed as the rain continued to beat the window. He felt a hand just as he was fading away. Her face hovered over him as his eyes blinked. She smiled and kissed him as her hand revived him for another run. He hoped she would take control again as he was exhausted, but his hopes rose even further as she slid under the sheet. He looked down - he had always liked to take a peek, but it had been so long - as her head bounced under the covers.
He smiled and closed his eyes and grabbed the back of her head. The rain muffled the smacking noises as he felt a cramp form in his left calf. He pushed her deeper with his palm as he tried to push the cramp away. His luck continued as the pain eased as he forgot to warn her, but she didn't seem to mind as she worked away as no drop was spilled. He felt the sleep overtake him as he slowly faded.
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