Room 16 part 1
“Room 16, it’s at the end of the hallway on the left”
I couldn’t help but smirk, the girl at reception was looking at me funny as I stood there wearing my long black coat, my hair all done up and my make up on. I wonder if she thought I was a hooker? Hell, I wonder if she would be interested if I was. She couldn’t be much older than 21 mill pale skin and freckles on her nose that looked like snow fall on a flower. Her place blue blouse was loose fitting, clearly a flat chest hid beneath her top and now all I could think of was peeling her blouse from her shoulders and seeing how much of her breast could I cover with one single kiss. My thighs were quivering.
Whenever i turn myself on like that my mouth waters slightly, it’s like my lips can’t help but drip no matter where on my body they’re located. I wondered what her lips felt like, both sets.