Linger – Risky Business #8
My second date with Linger ended with us back in my suite. Her husband gave us more space this time, allowing us to navigate the language barrier more freely. Linger was brimming with energy that night, full of life and mischief. She danced around the room, giggling uncontrollably. When she wasn’t playfully twirling, she was curled up in my lap, kissing me deeply. Eventually, we made our way to the bedroom. Her energy hadn’t faded—she was still riding that high. She wore a black fishnet bodysuit paired with matching thigh-highs, looking absolutely stunning. I wasted no time, gently laying her on her back to taste her, but she was just as eager, taking me in her mouth. We ended up in a heated sixty-nine, lost in the intensity of the moment. I asked her husband for a condom, but none arrived. So, I entered her bare, starting slow and gentle. Then, I began whispering dirty talk, knowing she couldn’t understand the words, but the tone seemed to ignite her. She responded in Chinese, her voice sultry and passionate, adding to the heat. As I thrust deeper, her words in Chinese grew more fervent. It was overwhelming. I dumped a large load into her unprotected fertile pussy. It slowly poured out of her as we laid back to softly recovered.
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