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Heart beat was probably over the normal range as I continued to sat in the same position for a couple of minutes trying to catch my breath, but Max had other plans. He got up, pulled me on the edge of the sofa and went down on his keens between my thighs spreading the legs apart "place your legs on my shoulders" he said with a demanding voice. Quickly started to suck softly on my clit and i couldnt stop myself...i began to moan feeling already quite sensitive from the previous orgasm.

"Fuck ...Max" i moaned when his tongue dipped inside me. Max smiled against my core "yes, say my name " and continued on licking adding two fingers deep down hiting every good spot. another orgasm was already building up in my lower body. My moans grew sharper and little breaths came out from my parted mouth. I grabbed a decor pillow and digged my fingernails on it's fabric when Max stopped his movements and i was slightly shocked.

Frustration...i was fucking frustrated. He left me right on the peak of orgasm "want me to make you come?" he asked me with a malicious smile. My eyes went wide but I couldn't utter a word so I only nodded desperately "beg me" he said with a deep voice. Oh.my.Fucking.God. I was completly at his mercy

"please Max" even my voice sounded desperately praying for him to continue. Evil eyes and evil smile across his face when he put again his fingers inside of me.
That motherfucker ...he really enjoyed teasing me.
I clenched around Max's fingers and tongue and of course the orgasm came quickly.

My legs were shaking uncontrollably. I was pretty exhausted and needed a couple of minutes to recover from this orgasm so i tilted my head back on the sofa. i felt Max getting up on his feet in front of me. He removed the used condom and layed his hand on his cock stroking it up and down for a few times, soft groans leaving his lips to get that full erection. Jesus...give this girl a break to recover.
....the night wasn't over

I watched him while licking my lips thinking that those were the sexiest noises I have ever heared. Max leaned over conecting his lips with mine for a kiss. He took another condom, rolled it on and lifted me up into his arms like i was a feather. How come he still had power?!

"Wrap your hands around me" he said sounding like an order pressing my back on the curtains.He put his erection inside me. "Fuuuuck" came out from his mouth when his thrusts were hitting deep over and over again. His movements were hard and quite fast from the beginning even though he didnt have a great position holding me in his arms. I was feeling kinda useless just staying in his arms and wanted to help him, so I grabbed one of the curtains to ease some of the weight, carefully so they wouldnt detach from the rail.

Max kept his harsh thrusts with the same pace without a complaint. This time i was feeling the orgasm faster and I was kind of scared of this one. The feel of him going in and out only hightended the lust stirring in the pit of my pelvis. Max was close too because his hips were shuddering . "Max ...I..." I whimpered while my eyes rolled back from the pleasure

"I know...let it out" he said
I could no longer hold on, the dynamic orgasm ripped through, tearing everything in my body to shreds. I scremed his name so loud, without a care if anybody in the hotel could hear me and with one last slam he spilled his cum deep down. sounds of extacsy were leaving from our mouths. My body convulsed from the aftershocks of the best orgasms i ve ever experienced in my entire sex life.

Probably with the last of his strenght he carried me to the bed. We laid down for a bit longer and then I turned towards him to take a look at the young boy that basically made this night one of the best ever. I wondered what was his age...but didnt want to ask him, i didn t want some akward conversation after having an one night stand. So silent treatment was the better option

He was staying with his face on one side on the pillow, hair was hanging messy into his forehad trying to normalize his breathing, eyes still closed but probably could feel my glances on him. "You didnt tell me your name"

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