glad when the car stopped. He took a while to collect himself, before dragging her along. He couldn’t afford to let her change her mind. Good thing there was a private elevator, which would take him up to the pent house.
The elevator ride felt as long as trekking from the North Pole to the South Pole would take. George unzipped his pants. He roughly grabbed Jennifer, pushed her against the elevator walls; forcing her to straddle him. He brushed his penis, which was still covered by his briefs against her panties. He’ll have to learn to carry condoms around, if he had to persevere in the face of this sort of temptation.
Immediately the elevator stopped, Jennifer felt she was being carried by a whirlwind. She found herself on his large king size bed. She was still dressed. He had undressed and was sheathing a condom over his massive penis. This had to be the biggest penis she had ever seen. It was long and bulky like Caribbean banana. She let out a light scream when George tore her panties and thrust into her without warning.
Her pussy was warm and not too wet. Soon he was going to make it drip like a blanket soaked in water. He rode her like a depraved man would. His need for her growing with every thrust. Within two minutes he heard her moan with pressure, he knew she had just gotten an orgasm. Well she would have to hang in there for him to a little release. He concentrated solely on riding her as if her pussy was the only existing part of her body.
She had never been ridden so hard in her entire life. It was a bittersweet experience. The man was built like a stallion. She had to grab his back to hang in there whenever things got too crazy. He had given her an orgasm now he was bent on taking his. Gradually, she eased into his tempo, lifting her hips to meet his thrust.
Her pussy was so sweet he could ride her all night. The girl knew just what to do; he loved it that she was raising her hips to meet his every thrust and not just lying back like a pack of flesh and bones. He could feel it coming; he needed to quicken his pace. He rode her very fast and furious until the orgasm overwhelmed him. He hadn’t had a big O in a long time.
He rolled off her, to the other end of the bed from which he watched her. She was certainly stronger than she looked. Maybe he could convince her to let him screw her from behind if she was not too sore from their just concluded encounter.
Jennifer couldn’t look at him. She knew he was watching her, she wondered what was running on his mind. He was probably cooking his exit strategy. Too bad she’ll be the one to do the walk of shame considering this was his hotel suite. After now, she’ll be counted among his one-night stands. She wasn’t going to stick around until he told her to leave. She was going to leave right away.
George was shocked when he saw her get up and try to straighten her dress. The ladies he screwed always tried to make little talk after the act, they often placed demands, which he gladly met. This Jennifer was getting set to leave instead of telling him about some diamond jewellery she heard was on sale, maybe she had it all. He wasn’t going to let her leave; he was the one who always left and not the other way around.
Jennifer couldn’t tell what he was thinking. She definitely didn’t want to read his thoughts at this moment. She had to leave now, forget George. He might fall for her body for a while, but she doubted it would ever be enough to keep him.
“I’ll send you a new set of panties,” George said from the bed.
Damn, the man was a callous ass. Good thing she hadn’t waited for him to throw her out. Just as she headed for the door, her torn panty landed on her head. She was so furious, why did he have to throw it on her instead of discarding it or storing it as one of his trophies. The man deserved a dirty slap.
George caught her hands and pulled her to himself before she could land the slap. He yanked the neckline of her dress and watched