I woke up the next day, and Arthur was no longer by my side. I even touched his side of the bed, which was already cold, indicating that he had been awake for a while. I covered my naked body with a silk blanket and noticed marks from what we did last night. My hips are also a bit sore. We f*cked so many times last night, and I can't even count how many times I came.
It was epic! It was an incredible night spent with him, and I am eager to repeat the experience. The question is whether he likes it too. Well, I am going to make him like it.
I was about to get off the bed, but I stopped when I saw Arthur on the balcony, drinking coffee. He’s only wearing gray sweatpants and not wearing a top. He is really taking care of his body. Despite his age, his muscles remain prominent, and the shape of his body is still beautiful. Those abs! So tempting, and I want to bite them. I bit my lip and pressed my thighs together because my body was starting to heat up again.
I carefully got off the bed and quietly entered the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my body so I would be fresh when I faced him again. I just left the blanket there and entered here naked. I turned on the shower first and washed my body without getting my hair wet. I even used his honey-scented soap, and I smiled. I remembered everything we did.He is an incredibly cool and passionate man. I'm really lucky that I met him! Moreover, he actually dropped his wallet deliberately, hoping that I would find it. And I did! Is this what they call destiny? Is he the man for me? I shake my head at that thought. It's far too fast! I shouldn't be thinking like this. I'm here for a road trip, for an adventure, and this is one of those moments.
After I took a shower, I looked for a toothbrush to use. After I took a shower, I looked for a toothbrush to use. However, I found that it was unnecessary, as there was an unopened toothbrush next to the sink. I took it and used it, then I tidied myself up.Fortunately, there was a button-down shirt hanging behind the door, so I took it and put it on. I took it and used it, then I tidied myself up. I was glad to find a button-down shirt hanging behind the door, so I took it and put it on. When I was satisfied with my appearance, I left the bathroom and was taken aback again when I saw Arthur facing me in the room. He was looking at me with a teasing smile on his lips. He invited me to accompany him, and I approached him. I smiled at him, and when I got closer, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him.
"Good morning, Arthur..." I said shyly to him. He raised an eyebrow and placed his mug on the railings. "Good morning, Aya… Are we back to calling each other by our first names? As I recall, you were moaning and shouting 'daddy' last night." Suddenly, my face turned red, and he chuckled slightly. He kissed my forehead, and I wrapped my arms around his waist. "Well, I don't know if I still want to call you Daddy," I replied to him. "Why not?" You can call me whatever you want. Then he squeezed my waist. "I like what you're wearing, baby. But I'd rather take it off." He teased.His hand went down and slipped under my shirt. He squeezed my butt cheek, and then his finger slipped between my thighs. It rubbed against my slit, which was slowly getting wet because I was really turned on even though he was just close. A soft moan escaped my lips. He brought his face closer and tenderly kissed me. I responded to him and even stood on my toes to reach his mouth. His finger continued to rub against my cunt, and when our lips parted, he pulled me and leaned me against the railings.
He knelt in front of me and lifted the hem of my shirt. He gave my pussy a kiss, my stomach, and even licked my navel. He caressed my thighs, and his licking went down until he reached my soaking center. I spread my legs, and he cursed while staring at my glistening core. He touched my ass, and I closed my eyes and moaned as he started eating my pussy. I grabbed the railing and held his head too. His warm tongue and lips playing on my center is just too good, and I can't help but move my hips.
“Daddy… Eat my pussy… Give it to me…” I moaned and pulled at his hair. He moaned too and opened my pussy lips. I moaned when his teeth grazed my clit, and he licked it with gusto. I licked my dry lips and rubbed my clit in his mouth. He was kissing my pussy passionately and sucking my clit hard. “Yesss… ahhhh… yesss…”
“You taste so good, Aya, and you feel even better. Your pussy wraps around my c*ck, tightening around me.” He slid his finger into my slit again and inserted his two fingers into my dripping hole. He also went back to licking and sucking my cunt. His hand moved quickly, in and out, circling inside me. I also ground my hips and pressed his head into my middle. I moaned repeatedly for Daddy as the pressure in my middle kept increasing. I screamed when I completely came, and he sucked my juices. “Mmm… I really need that…” His voice was raspy, and he stood up. “Shall we get breakfast?”
“Umm, Daddy, aren't we going to have a morning f*ck?” I asked him, still acting adorable. Suddenly he kissed me passionately on the lips, and his other hand went around my neck to deepen our kiss. When our lips parted, there was still a string of saliva between our tongues.
“Whatever my baby wants, I’ll give it to you.” I was shocked when he suddenly picked me up and carried me to the big bed. He took off my shirt, and I laughed when he immediately grabbed my breasts and sucked my nipple while he rubbed the other one. I lay down and stroked his chest. My hand went down to his abs, which I also caressed, and down to his hard length, which I squeezed, causing him to moan. I smiled mischievously when his head lifted and he kissed me again.
My hand crawled further, and I lowered his sweatpants. His cock came out, which I held, and I lifted my hand down to his shaft. He bit my lower lip, and he pulled away from me. He opened my thighs, removed my hand, and pulled his length out. He placed it on my wet slit. He rubbed it and moaned in pleasure. His thumb quickly rubbed my clit until I came again. He didn't stop and then inserted his cock into my twitching entrance. He held my ankles and pressed the bottom of my feet together. He grinned at me and started to thrust quickly. He lifted my leg and raised my hips a little while he was still holding my feet.
I screamed in pleasure as he went deeper into me and repeatedly hit my pleasure spot. My eyes rolled at his hard and swift thrust. My lips parted, and saliva dripped down the sides of them. He’s hitting me in the right places, and I couldn’t help but moan and scream his name as he fucked me harshly.
“Ohhh, Daddy! I’m coming! Go faster! Ahhhh! Ahhhhh! Yessssss! Yes! Yes! Yes!!!! Faster! Faster! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhh!” I moaned in pleasure. He lifted my legs and stroked my clit. My eyes widened at the tickling sensation it caused. He moved his hand quickly in sync with his thrusts. My back arched, my lips parted without a sound, and I finally achieved an intense orgasm.
He let go of my leg and wrapped it around his waist. He moved his body, and we kissed violently. As our lips connected, he thrust again. As he moved faster, I screamed his name! For that reason, I couldn't help but come again, and my whole body trembled. He then grabbed his c0ck and shot his cum that filled me inside. We both gasped, and I hugged him. “Best morning f*ck ever…” I whispered to him.
“We're not done yet, baby… I will make sure that this amazing p*ssy of yours will be satisfied.” He pulled out his c*ck and turned me on my side. He positioned himself on my back and started fucking me again.
I woke up to the romantic Latin music I heard coming from downstairs. I opened my eyes and saw that it was already dark outside the window. I got up and stretched because my body was a little sore. Despite his age, he really has strong stamina. We slept for a few hours and I woke up with his tongue on my p*ssy, then we f*cked again. I don't know how many times I came, but I was so tired I fell asleep again. Now, here I am, completely satisfied with what I experience with him. There was a smile on my lips, but I covered my face in extreme embarrassment. Thinking about it, we only met today, but then again, I'm the same with other men I've met. You're amazing, Ayana! But I am enjoying it, and this is my life. While I'm still young, I'm going to make the most of this road trip.I got out of bed naked and went to the bathroom. This is my third bath today, but I really don't mind. Wearing some short shorts and a sleeveless top, I left the room without shoes on my feet. As I was just coming
My face was buried in the bed, my fists clutching the pillow as Luca pounded me hard from behind. Damn! This Italian man! I had already come several times, yet he had only finished once earlier. He was f*cking me so good, hitting me deep and striking all the right spots. I moaned loudly when his hands grabbed my breasts and twisted my nipples. I bit down on the pillow and moved my hips to meet his thrusts. He pulled me upright, licking along my neck. He whispered something in Italian, words I couldn’t understand, but God, it sounded so sexy! I loved it, and it only fueled my lust even more. I felt the pressure building at my core, and with a loud cry, I climaxed again. His strong arms wrapped around me, and as he drove his cock deep, he filled me once more with his hot seed.Panting, we collapsed onto the bed. He smiled at me and kissed me softly on the lips. I whimpered when his fingers slid down to my pussy, circling my clit as he kissed my arm, my shoulder, then licked my neck and
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