“I’ll be there in fifteen, he thought, replaying the message in his head whilst rubbing together his shaky hands. He fished out his HTC from his pants pocket and took a cursory glance of the hotel parking lot, knowing full well the object of his desire hadn’t arrived. The place was still. Dead. Only three cars, all of which were covered in a thin blanket of snow, occupied the lot. Besides, he practically knew this place like the back of his hand by now: the third street lamp flickered every once... in a while, the only tire tracks visible were his, and the light next to room 139 was off and had been so since he’d pulled up nearly thirty minutes ago. “It’s been fifteen, babe,” he mumbled, fidgeting with the radio dial. Scanning the stations, not a single one offered a damn thing which could take his mind off Terri and her supple tits, her puffy nipples, her… her… Matt rubbed his leg, his cock half erect. He licked his lips and squeezed shut his eyes. God, what could have been keeping her?MoreLessRead More Read Less
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