As instructed Caroline had met him at the Metropolitan Hotel on the sea front. Once in their room he told her to take off her blouse, bra and skirt. As previously instructed she was knickerless and wearing her light blue crystal butt plug.
He positioned her just so on the bed, with her head hanging off the edge, her slumberous grey/blue eyes looking up at him with something akin to worship.
He placed a bag on the bed and then started to undress. She watched as he unhurriedly undressed, carefully folding his clothes before turning his attention back to her.
She stared at his already hard cock with undisguised hunger. Her pink tongue snaked out and traced over her bright red lips as she squirmed, watching his fingers wrap around his shaft and stroke himself, slowly.
"Please," she'd asked.
He fed it to her, inch by throbbing inch, deeper and deeper into the wet heat of her voracious mouth. His hips had pressed forward until her mouth and throat were full, until her hungry moans turned into whimpers and then into breathless, gagging, desperate noises that she couldn't contain.
He fucked her mouth that had begged so sweetly, until her full lipstick red lips dripped with saliva and her breath, when he allowed it, came in harsh gasps. He wrapped his hands around her neck and felt his cock sliding in and out of her throat.
He fed her hunger, let her wind her hands around his thighs and pull him closer, let her tease him with her tongue, let her suckle on the head of his cock until the temptation to pump into her mouth and fill her full of his cum was nearly irresistible.
..... and then he stopped, pulling away, stepping back, stroking his slick cock with his own hands just out of her reach, watching as her pretty mouth formed a curving pout and her eyes widened pleadingly.
"Please," she whimpered again, reaching for him, lips parted, eager to serve. "Please let me suck your cock." There was an edge of a desperation in her voice.
"Ask politely," he demanded.
"Please, Sir," she begged a little more desperately. "Please let your dirty little cumdump suck your cock. Please let me taste you. Please, Sir, please...feed your slut"
He stayed out of her reach, taunting her with the slick strokes of his hand along the length of his cock, letting out soft groans when his palm rolled over the sensitive head.
She bit her lip, squirming restlessly as she watched him, her gorgeous eyes avid, enraptured with the motion of his hand.
He could smell her, see the arousal glistening between her thighs, covering the lips of her freshly shaved cunt with her own slick juices as she pressed her thighs together, attempting involuntarily to stave off the ache between them, to ease her hunger for him with the pressure against her dripping pussy.
"Knees apart," he snapped, and her legs fell apart as if he'd magically tied her down, her thighs spread wide, her dripping sex on display. The lips surrounding her cunt swollen with need. Her prompt, automatic obedience made his cock ache even more.
