MRS UK'S STORY
Carl held around me as I fiddled with the key to the hotel door. He was hard - VERY hard! His cock seemed to be bursting out of his trousers and it pressed between my bum cheeks. The door clicked open and he pressed me against the nearest wall. "Open your legs" he said. I glanced over to the bed and the wardrobe where my husband was hidden. "Over here" I said to Carl and led him by the hand. He stood at the end of the bed with his back just about a yard from the wardrobe door. I put my arms around him and asked him to tell me what he wanted from me. I closed my eyes and thought of my man with his cock in his hand, peaking through the gap, trying to see as much of the action as his view would allow. "I'm gonna eat that pussy first and then you can mount my cock and ride me". "Oh yes" I replied, "I'm going to empty those balls. I want all your creamy cum inside me before my husband gets back".
MR UK'S STORY
I tried to make myself as comfortable as possible as I heard the key in the lock. He'd got my wife against the wall but I daren't open the door any wider for fear of being caught. I wouldn't want to interupt them at this stage! She had led him right up to the wardrobe and I held my breath. I could see her red nail polish on the fingers that stroked his neck. I listened intently and prayed for a good view as he told her that he was going to eat her pussy. She knew what I wanted to hear as she described how she was going to fuck him. I started to stroke my erection...