Her face was hard to read as usual but he knew. Anal sex Her eyes were nearly closed, she was bleeding, defeated. They were so small he could easily hold them in one hand. Laughing he bent down again, bit in her other breast. Slowly she lifted her head. What he really needed was something else. “Couldn’t decide, the usual.” Casually she placed everything on the small table, dropped her bag next to it and herself on the king-size bed. He felt the towel slide down from his hips but he did not care. And his uneasiness had been growing. Painfully slow he pushed himself in, deeper, inch by inch till his cock was buried in her cunt. More than once he had been convinced, that she was watching him more closely. “Text me the room number, I sort out dinner.” Her lips brushed his for a quick kiss, then she was gone before he could react. The urge to kick her was growing.
