Husband-free and feeling wild. I ve been thinking about this man Lion since I saw him back in Chicago but I couldn t touch… not while my husband was there. So I did what any naughty teacher-turned-pornstar does: got his number and waited.
The second I landed in Chicago and shut the hotel door behind me, I called him. Told him I was back in town but this time I was alone. When Lion step through that door, the whole room went molten. No words. Just my body slamming against his. Tongues tangling, teeth chattering, hands tearing off clothes. He tasted like sin and smelled like sex I d been dreaming of. My tits crushed against his chest, my hips grinding on the hard cock already bulging through his shorts.
We hit the couch in a tangle. My lips traced every inch before wrap around his thick shaft. Hands teasing, throat deep, then sliding that monster between my huge tits until he groaned. I needed to ride him. So I climbed on — up and down, bouncing my huge tits in his face, mo
