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"I can't take it all in. It'll go straight to my womb at this point, but look at that face... he looks so curious and expectant. I don't have to disappoint him. It's his first time," she said to herself and closed her eyes, pushing further in until it went so deep that she froze on top of him. "Oh, my fucking hole!" "Are you alright?" she heard Bruno ask and opened her eyes. "Yes, baby, it's big, and I love it." She smiled to convince him. "It feels so amazing... and hot inside... I feel your juices coating it, all over, and I can feel your walls grabbing me too. So am I no longer a virgin?" he asked innocently. "We haven't started yet," she laughed. Then, with her lips pressed, she started moving her hips back and forth. "Oh yes... oh my... oh my..." The sensation was unbelievable. Every corner of her walls was not excluded. "You have an amazing dick," she snapped. That was supposed to stay inside her head! "Oh... umm... thanks... does it feel good?" Bruno gulp

He kissed her forehead, then her wet eyes. Pressing his forehead pressed against hers, he whispered huskily. "I care about you, baby; you know that?"Beauty nodded, looking down shyly. "I love you. I'm glad they lost you; else we wouldn't be here now," he whispered, looking directly into her eyes."Thank you... for everything," she said, meeting his gaze this time. Bruno wiped her tears with his thumb as he cupped her face and kissed her again. "I want this to be perfect for you. I want to be able to make you feel good and different. Tell me how to make you feel better. I will learn and catch up easily," he breathed hotly.Lowering his hands, he inserted two fingers into her core.Beauty gasped."It's your... your... first time... baby... it's your night... you have to do what... makes... you... oh my goodness!... feel good."She finally let the words out. His fingers were so good."I love the sound of your moan," he whispered while continuing to devour her with his eyes

The sounds of grunting, squishing, moaning, and butt slapping against flesh continued to fill the presidential suite. "You like that?" Bruno asked, as his thrusts became faster, his body soaked in sweat. The air conditioner wasn't enough to cool them in the heat of their ecstasy. "Yes, that's it... you're doing great... baby! Faster..." Beauty cried, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. She started gasping, mouthing inaudible gibberish at him. Slowly, her trembling hands reached for his and held on as if her life depended on it. "Yes..." "You're fucking driving me crazy!" Bruno cried, his hips moving uncontrollably. The "thwack... thwack... thwack" sound of his heavy, wet balls slapping against her soft ass made him realize she was thrusting back with equal energy. He wanted her to surrender to him. He didn't want her to feel the need to push against him. He increased his thrusts so much that Beauty felt her walls breaking down. She couldn't escape it. "O

Beauty's relief quickly turned into anger as she gestured to the bed, where the crumpled note lay like a slap in the face. "What's this, Bruno?" she demanded, holding it up with a trembling hand. "You left me a note and just disappeared." She dried her face with her palms, putting on a serious expression. Bruno blinked, his mouth opening and closing like a fish as he struggled to keep up. "Wait, what? I didn't-" "You didn't leave this?" she snapped, waving the note in his direction. "What is this supposed to mean, huh? 'Thanks for a great time'? Explain..." Bruno's jaw dropped, his face flushing bright red. "What? No! That's not-" He ran a hand through his hair, the bouquet wobbling dangerously in his other hand. "Oh my God, Baby, no! That's not what I meant at all!" "I am waiting for a good explanation," she demanded, her hands now on her hips as she glared at him. Bruno looked utterly flustered as he set the flowers and gifts down on the nearby table. He held

"Shhhh." Beauty cautioned Bruno, then cleared her throat to answer the call. "Hi, Mom," she greeted cheerfully, though her voice cracked slightly. Hoping they didn't see the trending news on social media. Her parents were unlikely to be interested in fashion and celebrity lifestyles. They rather have blogs talking about cooking since her father used to be a chef. Well her mother a nurse is more interred in politics and health related topics. "Beauty! How are you, my darling? How's the Puerto Rico tour going? I was just thinking about you this morning." Beauty blinked, momentarily thrown off. The tour. Of course, she had told her mother about the company's tour. Funny thing-she had forgotten about the tour since last night. This is so much better than the tour, she smirked to herself. "Oh! It's... going well," she stammered, sitting up straighter. "Lots to see and... um, experience." She glanced at Bruno, who raised an eyebrow, clearly entertained by her awkward pe