Sir. “I hope we sent him home happy,” Amanda said smugly as she took another sip of wine. I looked back and forth between the rapturous expression adorning her face and the mesmerizing sway of her chest; those, by themselves, would’ve been enough to send me over the edge. “You’ll see,” was all I said. Several patrons glanced curiously at us. The doors opened and we stepped inside. She appeared about to make a caustic remark, but instead closed her eyes, shook her head in exasperation, and hurried off to the ladies’ restroom. She groaned a loud “Oh!” and bowed her legs, gaping her hole to allow me greater access. I remained rooted inside Amanda but kept her pinned against the window. There’s something I want to show you first.”
I withdrew a special keycard from my breast pocket, which not all hotel guests were privy to, and slid it into a slot in the wall panel. My arms encircled her body as I reached for her tits and fondled them again. *************************************************************************************
Amanda and I were holding hands
