Our meeting has been a very long time coming and you are buzzing with sexual frustration. However you are extremely excited that in just a few moments we will be face to face, our recent conversations about to become reality.
You arrive at the hotel and make your way to the front desk. You ask the concierge for my room number and she gives you a note from me that reads: "It's now or never Baby. I'm teasing my throbbing clit and slowly sliding my finger inside of myself thinking of you. Hurry and come upstairs. I'm in room ###..."
You feel your knees slightly buckle as you read my words but you find the strength to make it to the elevator. You wonder if it would be quicker to take the stairs - maybe three at a time would do it. At that moment the elevator opens and you step inside. You shakily press the button to take you to my floor and impatiently wait for the doors to close.
You wonder if I will be dressed or waiting at the door for you but when you get there, you find another note taped to the outside..... I tell you "... my fingers slide easily inside of me as I imagine your thick cock filling my honey pot. I'm moaning enough for the other guests to hear... You need to satisfy me ..."
With your cock practically begging to be released from your pants, you quickly turn the door handle and step inside the room; your eyes hungrily searching for me.
Darting to the bedroom door, you find a third piece of paper. Although you can hear my blissful sounds from the other side of the door, you stop to read the now familiar handwriting: "I am aching to cum for you. I'm moaning with pleasure thinking of you thrusting hard and fast into me, my fingers hurriedly sliding over my clit. I have to have you...Now..."