Chapter 2

“Mmm I might just volunteer myself for clean up duty afterwards. Would you like that Miss Donovan?” Claire offered. “I’m known for my very long and very thorough tongue.”

“Oooh but I like being full all day ... feeling it drip out of me,” I explained, panting.

“We can make that happen for you,” she said efficiently. “Where do you want his load?”

“Deep,” I moaned.

“Deep?” she asked innocently. “Deep where? Show me baby.”

I sunk my fingers back into my pussy, trying to reach the back of my cunt. “Deep in my pussy,” I whimpered.

“Ok Miss Donovan, we’ll make sure you get pumped nice and full of cum by some thick, bare cock ok?”

“Fuck yea, please hurry,” I begged again, sweaty and poised to cum again.

“I want you to stay with me on the phone throughout your fucking ok? That way if you need anything else I can get it for you,” she instructed.

“Mmm okay,” I replied, lost in my own sexual haze, excited that I’d have an audience again.

“Good girl, until he gets there just keep playing with your pussy. Keep yourself nice and wet for him,” she explained. “He’s not there for foreplay, he’s just there to fuck the shit out of that needy cunt.”

“Oh fuck I need it,” I whimpered.

“I know baby, I know. He’s going to be there any second and let himself in. You just have to make yourself ready to be mounted. Ok?”

“Ok...” I sighed.

“Good girl, bring your knees up to your chest for me. Good, good,” she praised. “Okay now let them fall apart nice and wide. Excellent. He’s going to want to fuck you deep in that missionary position.”

I heard the door to my hotel room open and turned my head to the side to see him enter into the room.

“Oh fuck yes, please...” I whimpered. “Are you here to pound my pussy?”

“Yes, that’s him. You ready for some cock baby?” Claire said in my ear.

I nodded, unable to verbally respond. The man was tall and built. Tan, with dark short hair and green eyes. His shirt was already on the ground and he was pushing his pants and boxers down to the floor. Stepping out of his shoes and kicking off his bottoms he pumped his thick cock in his hand. I could already see a bead of pre-cum on its head. My mouth watered, he was beautifully hung.

“You want it raw?” his low voice asked as he crawled onto the bed.

I nodded again, letting my legs relax and fall open more.

“That’s a good girl,” I heard from the phone again. “His cock is thick, it’s going to stretch that little pussy open. Make sure you stay relaxed for him ok? That way he can get in nice and deep for you.”

I nodded, the heat from his body meeting mine.

“Nice cunt,” he commented casually as he stared at my puffy, soaked pussy.