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The Hotel Bar Slut 1: Sleeping With A Married Man
(J.S. Lee)

"Oh my God, what are you doing to me?" Bill groaned in her ear in a hushed tone, she imagined that his wife was asleep.



"What do you mean?" she couldn't help but giggle because she knew exactly what she'd done.



"You're killing me," he whispered, "these are the panties you came in.  They smell like your sweet pussy," and he inhaled deeply, she knew that he was holding them up to his face right now.



"That's right," she murmured, "I wanted to give you a present.  You can use them when you're alone."



"I'm licking the crotch right now," there was the unmistakable wet noise of his tongue and she couldn't help but sigh.



"When they're all wet again, I want you to rub them up and down on your big dick," she gave him her instructions, wanting to touch herself as she told him, knowing that she couldn't right now.  "I want you to jag off in my panties and imagine that you're fucking me."



"Jesus, I want to so bad," she heard the background noise and knew he was fumbling to get his hard-on out.  "They're all wet and silky, like your juicy little cunt would be on my cock," and his breath came faster in the receiver now.



"That's right," she turned around so that the manager couldn't hear her, "I want you to cum all over those wet panties like you would if I were on top of you," she was imagining herself bouncing up and down on his throbbing dick.  "Get them all sticky."