All about you...

I'm wet just watching you slide the key card in the hotel door while I contemplate what's to come.
I try to be patient while dropping my stuff in a pile on the floor but your needs are my focus at the moment.

My hands are shaking, part nerves, part desire...but I scurry up behind you and take your tired shoulders in my hands. I love how you relax into my touch.

That's it handsome, its all about you tonight.

You, on the edge of this bed with the crisp white sheets that will soon carry our sent,

Me, familiarizing myself to your body again.

While pulling your shirt over your head. I'm reminded of how soft your skin is. I breathe you in, your intoxicating and I'm a lightweight, so I start to spin.

I scan your back for your scar, the small round flaw high on your spine, something for me to focus on to steady my thoughts.

I'm brought back for the moment and am suddenly aware of the echo in this room...soon to amplify our sounds, intruding into the room next door just enough that the lonely salesman will reach for his cock.

I move around to face you and take my place on my knees.
Anxious to torture you with my tongue.

So I begin, slow and deep. Just as you like...

With a throatfull of your cock I can't help but feel the emptiness between my legs but just as I reach for my bare wet slit you feed me your load.

I choke it down.... Greedy whore that I am.