The Motel

You knock on the motel room door almost shaking with anticipation. Since I called you earlier telling you to meet me, you have not been able to think about anything else. Running red lights and stops signs you make it across town in record time. Your desire is to a boiling point. You lean against the wall, trying to catch your breathe after nearly running from the parking lot. You can feel the hardness of your nipples being teased with each breath you take pressing them harder against your shirt. The tightness of your jeans pressed against your clit has your pussy very wet and wanting some attention. Read More Click Here