We, which means me feeding Skye and eating my meal at the same time, had our dinner without Naomi and Gab coming back to our tables to continue their meals. And I helped Skye return to our room by pushing her wheelchair from the hotel restaurant to our suites. As usual, she was unresponsive to anything happening around her but I kept talking to her. I would discuss this and that whenever we are together despite knowing she won’t say anything in return. I would tell her my thoughts about things and plans for business and almost everything. When we arrived at our suites, I wiped her teeth with dental wet tissue since she could not do the regular routine of brushing her teeth. I washed her feet and helped her to bed but not without talking about everything I wished to tell her. But in a fun way as I wished to provoke her to respond to me this way. “Didn’t you ask me before if I am homosexual? Tonight, I am going to prove to you that I am not. Although I would love to make it more than

I pulled my girth out of her pussy hole and like a flash I jumped from my spot to above my cock into the whore’s mouth. “I told you to shut the fuck up!”I groaned in irritation as she got on my nerves too deeply. I wanted her to choke on my rod. I pulled her head to fit my comfortable position and fucked her with fury.“That's way much better! Fucking. Better!”I growled as I wiped her drool all over her face. “Aren't you dripping wet, huh?!” I sneered as her saliva, sweat, and tears mixed with her makeup messing her whole face. My words were replied with gulking sounds of her mouth being filled and drilled by my rock-hard cock.“If there is anyone I wish to enjoy when I make love to; it's not going to be you!”I am not sure if the woman would even understand any word that I was saying because I could feel my orgasm swaying its way out of my veins, and I was eager to reach my peak, so I was groaning and grunting as I rocked my pelvis on her face.“Not a drop of my cum shall slip o

I saw the woman’s mouth leave Marco’s standing manhood but one of her hands kept caressing it while the other hand along with her knees balanced her body hovering above the man. The woman planted a few small kisses on her way up to face Marco, but when she said about her pleasure serving a handsome man like him, Marco’s voice sounded like cold water poured above the fire ignited in the woman’s body. Marco ordered the woman to get off the bed and kneel on the floor then without so much word he stood before her and shove his cock into her mouth, right before my eyes. Marco even told the woman to hold her hand behind her back which left the woman at his mercy as her balance was only on her knees. She was helpless at every pounce Marco did into her mouth. I could hear the woman’s breathing catching one after the other as her mouth was being rammed mercilessly by a furious beast form of Marco. She must be trying to get a breather when she grabbed Marco’s thighs with both her hands but Mar

I still had my night clothes on, but I could not deny the heat Marco’s body was radiating and burning us both as we shared ardent kisses. I could feel Marco’s kisses melting all the uncertainty I had in the back of my mind. Unlike what I was so worried he would be like, Marco was extra sweet and very sensual. I could not help but wallow and float in the delightful attentiveness he was making me feel. I can’t recall how long it took us to move from the bathroom to the bed, but I noticed Marco put me ever so cautiously and carefully on the bed I was occupying. “That bed is filthy,” Marco said in between pecks of kisses as he unbuttoned the top of my pajama. I did not expect he would explain, but I am glad he saved my mind from wondering. I kissed his forehead as it was t

‘Yeah, I cannot die! Not just yet!’ Being in the tub was not really what I wished to be. If not for my worries about leaving Skye on her own in the room or making her watch how I would try to resolve my current situation, I would rather bang any woman to release my heat. But I did not want to be rude in Skye’s presence. I saw how she seemed to be crying silently when I was with a woman, it pinched my heart. I do not expect her to be jealous or any other than feeling disrespected, since she could not even turn her position around to avoid seeing what I was doing. She must have despised me from the bottom of her heart. I wanted to convince myself that even when she flinched at my touch on her arm earlier, it was only because of cold, but then again, the possibility that she