With Carmen at the hotel, a married woman

The tense wait begins to end. From my car, I see the beautiful and sensual silhouette of her walking towards me like a feline in heat, her hips swaying as she approaches. She looks around nervously, trying not to be discovered. Her dark glasses partially hide her face, and her ragged breathing shows her to be distrustful and fearful. She gets into the car on the right side and we speed off with the indifferent gaze of passersby continuing their gray lives. After five minutes, we stop at a traffic light and take advantage of the moment to share a passionate kiss filled with sensuality. The impatience of the vehicles' horns makes us stop. We continue towards the transient lodge.

Carmen had just dropped off her kids at school before attending some bank errands at her husband's request, sending me a text message: I'll be waiting for you at the usual square. Her husband has been neglecting her for years, and their sex life has become monotonous and spaced out, very little for a young and fiery woman like hers. And in that routine she didn't notice that her hair was loose and wavy, or that she wore a short and loose dress, sandals with heels, and moderate makeup that made her look very sexy.

Upon entering the suite, we embraced desperately and gave ourselves over to kisses and caresses that stimulated us. My hands defied the weak obstacle of her dress and explored her entire anatomy; she unbuttoned my shirt and kissed my chest. We were burning with heat.

Without further delay, we undressed and I positioned her so that her breasts rested on the bed, leaving her tiny ass at my disposal to stimulate every corner of her being with my tongue. She, as always, delivers herself and enjoys that prelude; she screams with joy and shudders. She likes how I dedicate time to her breasts, small but firm, pinching her erect nipples, teasing them with soft circular massages. Breaks her passivity almost suddenly and throws herself at my hard and long cock that she will devour to the bottom of her throat with devotion.

She sucks until I'm left ecstatic, thus causing me to release my first ejaculation inside her mouth. Swallows every drop of the elixir and cleans my cock until it shines and glistens. Without waiting for her to weaken, I feel myself on the bed and position her sitting on my cock that easily enters her lubricated pussy. In this position, we start a wild ride to tame her wild stallion and feel every centimeter of my virile penis. She shakes her head and screams uncontrollably, feeling pleased and free to do so. Her breasts yearn to be sucked, bitten, and kissed in any possible order.

Almost in the same position, I turn her around, making her give me her back on my chest and look at the hotel mirror.

As an old adage says, a woman at home is a slut in bed, and Carmen behaves like a slut in heat. She screams and digs her nails into my body, totally possessed, knowing how to enjoy the pleasure that her husband doesn't know how to give her at home.

Break me up, daddy! - she says almost begging.

And so we got up, pushing her against small columns with her tits hanging between them and a gold chain with children's pendants, the typical one used by mothers, her hands holding on and her ass eager to receive a good piece of meat. Almost no effort was needed, despite receiving it like a sack, a tremendous cock. Minutes later, a good and thick ejaculation saturated her bum that, greedy, received its generous gift. It's this cock that didn't let her sleep at night and kept her distracted in the morning, to the point of spilling coffee on her husband's clothes, which drives her crazy. She lives only for those two hours that make her leave her routine, forget about her husband, live an adventure. At the end of the shift each One returns to his gray routines.