Chapter 152 Hotel Screamer Iv

• Long enough to get the job done for Ellen, I thought to myself. I lathered up with the L’Occitane shower gel the hotel had provided and began to stroke my dick. “Fuck,” I grunted. I imagined that big ass of hers. That sweet bounce when she walked away. Even sexier to me than the imagined gym bunny next door. “Fuck,” I moaned again as I jerked myself. I imagined her bending over and spreading her cheeks. Pulling that bathing suit to the side for me. Exposing her pussy and her little puckered asshole. God damn, that was a nice picture to beat my meat to. I’d drop to my knees, palms pulling her ass apart, and lick right on up from her clit to her asshole. Make her moan like a dirty bitch.
• I’d ask her, ‘You like that?’ She’d moan and agree. And I’d lick her little backdoor again. And I’d make her talk more. ‘You like what? Tell me.’ And she’d be a good girl. ‘Oh, I like it when you lick me there.’ ‘Where,’ I’d say, slapping her big ass. ‘My ass, fuck, please lick my ass!’ She’d beg. I bet she’d sound so good begging.
• What if she got with the girl I heard through the wall last night? Fuck, that was a nice thought. “Suck these balls while she sucks my dick,” I said into the shower water. “Yeah, work for my load, girls.” They’d suck me good. Like good little whores.