Sneaky Hotel Sex

When our folks drag Gaby Ortega and me to a hotel, I’m bored within an hour. Typical vixen that she is, Gaby sneaks up on me in the bathroom, drops to her knees and shoves my cock down her throat. A knock on the door nearly caught us. She glances at the locked bolt, licks her lips, then nods at the stairwell. Two flights up, the empty rooftop gives her space. She slides her shorts down, spreads her legs, and works my shaft again while pops rings—her lips stay locked while I mumble lies into the phone. Later the old man texts about date night. We both know what’s next. Gaby struts to my room, looks me dead-on and tells me she wants my dick buried in her pussy right now. No teasing, no small talk—just her thick ass bouncing back as she drops onto it in reverse cowgirl. Every thrust I feed her stretches those shiny walls wider. Her fat tits jiggle, nipples pointing as she grinds out an orgasm, panting my name while her cream coats the base of my cock. She slides off, drops to her knees again, and keeps her eyes on mine until the cum hits her pretty face—dripping from chin to forehead, thick, hot, satisfying. Last day turned into the one we’ll never forget. Whole trip paid for itself.