Kinky night with woman [F28] on a business trip who brought her own baby oil to my [M29] hotel (Part 2) [oral]

If you missed it, you can get caught up by reading Part 1 in the link in the comments.

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Anna was down on her knees. Lace lingerie barely covered her hard nipples beneath the stretched cloth. Her dark, hard nipples pointed straight out on her double-D tits, stretching the cloth and begging to be pinched. Her breasts were the perfect size for her small 5’1” frame. The lacy patch meant to cover her pussy was completely soaked through. It hadn’t been pulled over her pussy lips since I pushed it to the side in the elevator so I could slide two fingers inside her, making her struggle to stay quiet while we had another guest riding up with us. She still had her 5” ‘fuck me’ pumps on, toes tucked under to keep her upright as she stared, mouth wateringly, as my cock. She had thus far managed to pull my business slacks down to mid thigh, enough to drop below my erect cock. The right leg of my briefs had ridden up high and bunched to my upper thigh below my ass as my cock continued to stiffen and ushered them upward.

Met a woman [F] on a business trip who brought her own baby oil to [M]y hotel (Part 1)

This is my first post about a past encounter. Instead of keeping these to myself, I figured someone may get some enjoyment fantasizing about some of my dirtier escapades. I’ll keep adding these and we’ll see how they go. Let me know if you like them or have any feedback!

Scroll to “****” if you’d like to skip the intro and get right to the good stuff.

The story starts as I’m sure many have before – trying to have a good time while on a business trip. I was away for work in Canada for the first time. I was recently single. And I was looking to make good use of the final night in the hotel room. We were working outside of the city, so there wasn’t a lot of opportunity to meet someone in a coffee shop in the morning or while picking up a quick lunch, so I spent the evenings going to local bars downtown without much luck. It was the dead of winter, freezing, and the downtown area was largely a ghost town. As any horny guy chasing opportunity would do, I took to Tinder.