Not speaking, I simply shook my head ‘no, and the started the Hitachi process all over again, exactly as before. Xxx “yeah baby, I did. Those silky-soft sheets, held against her clit by the pillow, along with my non-stop fucking, was doing it again, I could tell. When I had made the room reservation, I had “asked” the staff to change the sheets to the high-count Egyptian Cotton that would go into the little Bungalow being refurbished for me. Releasing her arms, I brought them down by her sides, and, rolling her over, I straddled her as I rubbed her shoulders and biceps. Her pussy was so fucking wet, there was no resistance at all to two of my fingers, and I began to plunge them in and out her, very fast.
