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Man, last night was something else. I've had my fair share of wild nights, but what happened was on another level.
It started at JFK Airport. I was minding my own business, waiting for my flight, when I saw her. She was gorgeous—petite but with curves in all the right places, and those eyes... they pulled me in from the moment we locked gazes. I could feel the chemistry and I knew I had to talk to her.
We hit it off right away, talking and laughing like we'd known each other for years. Turns out we were staying at the same hotel. It felt like fate was giving me an assist.. When we checked in, they gave us the same room key card by mistake, so we ended up meeting at our door. We laughed it off, deciding to head into the room to sort it out.
In the room, I quickly used the bathroom and when I came back, I walked in on something I didn't expect. There she was, sprawled out on the bed, touching herself. The sight of her spread eagle on the bed was one of the hottest things I'd ever seen.
"Don't stop," I said, my voice thick with desire. She didn't hesitate, continuing to pleasure herself as I locked the door and joined her on the bed. My hands explored her body, feeling the heat of her skin through her clothes. Her moans filled the room, and it was driving me wild.
I told her to turn over, and she did without a moment's hesitation. Seeing her on all fours, ready and waiting, was almost too much. I undressed quickly, my cock already hard and aching for her. I teased her entrance, feeling her wetness, but then I moved lower, positioning myself at her tight, puckered hole.
When I pushed in, the sensation was incredible. Her ass was so tight, gripping me with every thrust. The way she begged for more, her voice breathy and desperate, was like music to my ears.
"Harder," she pleaded, her words sending a jolt of excitement through me. I obliged, thrusting deeper, harder, each movement driving us both closer to the edge. Her body responded to mine, pushing back against me, taking everything I gave her.
"You're my local stallion," she gasped, her words punctuated by moans of pleasure. "Feed me that big black cock whenever I'm in town."
Her words spurred me on, my thrusts becoming even more intense. I could feel her tightening around me, her body trembling with the force of her climax. I wasn't far behind, the tightness of her ass and the sound of her begging driving me to my own release. With one final, deep thrust, I came, filling her with my warmth.
We collapsed onto the bed, both of us breathless and spent. For the rest of the night, we lay there, tangled in each other's arms. The connection between us was something special, an unexpected but unforgettable night in Manhattan.
As the sun started to rise, we shared one last kiss. I knew it might be the only time we'd have together, but the memory of Madison and that incredible night will stay with me forever. She made me feel alive in a way I hadn't felt in a long time, and for that, I'll always be grateful.
Until next time..
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