We fucked like that until he flipped me over, carnal, instinctive, pulling my legs up to his chest, filling me deep. It was hotel sex, loud and nasty, full of moans and name-screaming, sweaty, perfect. I came here, his dick stroking that place inside me I can never quite reach, watching his face contort in pleasure at his own closeness to orgasm.
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