I could tell that her masturbating hand and the feel of my orgasm had set her off as well. She breathed rapidly and deeply through my sperm that was ...pilling into her throat.For those precious moments, we were locked in vicious cycle, for me, just seeing her hips rocking into her masturbating hand and hearing and feeling her labored breathing and knowing she was coming coaxed another shot from my aching balls. She in turn, felt my prostate throb each time I shot more come into her and with. “Calm down, its ok”, I said. “Let’s get my charger and you can call her back.”I leaned over to my backpack next to the couch, pulled out my charger and passed it over to her. She gave me a dirty look.“iPhone?”, she said scornfully. “I am an Android girl!”“Well shit”, I said. “Use the hotel landline then.”“I don’t remember her number! It’s programmed in my phone. Who remembers the actual number?”, she whined.We sat there for a minute, the flickering of the muted TV in the background. She kept. More

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