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3 pm cozy bar
Hot as hell I wait
On the bike
She's late. Doesn't matter
Chics are always late
Happy fuckin birthday Geronimo

She shows
Little white Camry
Just as advertised
She had been photoshopped
But the Camry was just as advertised

She was cute though
Found her a week ago
Hookups R Us dot com
But this one had a story
Not just a lonely housewife
Husband's a jerk etc.

I listened over a bourbon... neat
Holding her hands to calm her,
Whatever the fuck girly drink
And the story she told
As my hands moved to her thighs

Seems hubby wanted a threesome
Share her with another man
She had her doubts, knowing him
But got off on the idea
They found a guy
Set a date

Seems hubby didn't like it
Seeing another cock pleasured
By his wife's sweet mouth
Burst out, leaving her there
In tears, just like she thought
Stranded in the motel parking lot

He hadn't touched her since
Couldn't get over the deep throat scene, pretty lips stretched
Hence this scene, afternoon bar
She's tried before me but...etc...
Hell of a story miss

Time slowly passed, listening
My eyes looking deep in that cool dark place, hands finding its prize
Damn her cunt was hot
Moistness filtering through her jeans

Trembling with her phone
Baymont two blocks away
Girly drink has her fucked up a bit
She makes it fine though
Dragging me to room 111
Right behind reception's desk

Her jeans were off before
The door was locked
In full leathers I approached her
Hands full of flesh we kissed
As I had promised in text
She cums uncontrollably

She whispered that's never happened before and I said
'Yes, I know"
As I pushed her back on the bed
Her panties disappear as well
Showing me her inner beauty

Kneeling by the edge of the bed
My hands spread her thighs
I go straight for the clit, sucking
And licking and circling
Electric shockwaves pulse in her
Releasing torments of profanity

Loud and repeatedly cursing
The heavens and the earth
Was it hundreds of lil orgasms
Or cum for three straight hours
Doesn't matter with hotel security
Knocking at the door

Exhausted, she tried to get my leathers off gracefully
So I helped her release my cock
Standing, her on her back
I slowly entered her hot mouth
Like honey dripping on the comb

Thinking about making a short vid
Sending it to her husband
Cumming into that willing mouth
Deep longing kiss afterward
But hell, I'm late
For my own birthday party.
Written by hawkdude
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