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because that's not our usual bed, is it baby? so why don't we make it ours. why don't you grab the edge of the bed and bend over, spread that pretty pussy of yours, all open and wide for me to see. for me to file away the mental picture of how you look against this particular shade of sheets. and aw, look at you dripping onto the carpet. so that's what your slick looks like when it's staining a hotel room. does it turn you on? the thought of me claiming you somewhere new? somewhere that's never seen us before?

because it does for me. i wanna see it all. i want to find out how you look as you're eating me out in bed, these foreign decorations all around us. would you moan and clutch at the blanket like you do at home? does the bed shake the same as ours when you grind your clit against it, because you're just so fucking needy dipping your tongue in my hole?

and how exactly do you look when i have you taking my cock against the window? tits all pressed up against the glass, watching the cityscape as you feel me push deep inside you. aw, i bet you're even more shameless here, huh? we're so high up compared to when we do this at home, so no one can see you. not unless they look reallllyyyy closely, so you're free to whimper and whine as much as you want. you can rub your greedy clit with your fingers as i rail you, and no one would see how much of a slut you are.