He blindly reached around for the lube he had cast aside. Once he found it, he popped it open and squirted some directly onto my hole.
He wasted no time, instantly driving two fingers inside me, sliding them all the way in without hesitation. It was tight, but the pain dissipated in a matter of seconds. He began to move them in and out slowly, while his tongue teased around my entrance.
In time, I began to work my hips back and forth, f*****g myself onto his hand. He groaned out as he watched me, but was diligent about moving his fingers. He began to scissor them back and forth, preparing me for the invasion of his impressive width.
His fingers brushed against my prostate, and I jumped at the contact. "f**k!" I yelled out, not ashamed to be loud in the hotel. It wasn't like in the dor
