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On PatrolGood Day, All – well, for those who have been enjoying my documentation of sexual play and pleasure, thanks for your continued comments and support. Everything I post is true. No reason to make up when I indulge so much (life’s too short to NOT take opportunities as they present. I’ve recently relocated to the West Coast. Not relevant why – suffice to say it was and is a good move. Anyway, not being one to stay retired, I’ve taken a position at a new resort in the city. It’s relatively small, by hotel-type standards, but lovely and quite elegant. Part of my role is to patrol the facility for security and quality issues. It’s easy, and fairly simple, but important to the property and the brand. I am thorough, figuratively leaving no stone unturned. Rarely is a major finding revealed. Two days ago, however, resulted in a change. There are housekeeping rooms on each floor, where linens and related items are stored for the housekeepers to restock their carts. Often, the staff are busy and not found in the housekeeping rooms. Occasionally, though, we do find each other in the room at the same time.The moment in question, interestingly-enough, was a late evening shift. As I patrolled, I was checking the housekeeping rooms as well as the hallways. Everything was normal until bahis firmalar─▒ I was on 3rd floor. I scanned the key card, and gently pushed open the door (to minimize noise that would bother the guests). After swinging the door open, there stood Angelina. Actually, she wasn’t standing so much as she was leaning. Her legs were parted, and she was pressing her crotch against one of the uprights of the racking. Her arms were wrapped around the uprights as she ground her pubes into the glossy metal. She was oblivious to my presence. Now, she was violating several policies. However, that didn’t enter my mind as I was captivated by the actions of her lithe, tiny body. She’s Latino – about 5′ tall, and about 90 pounds. I’ve admired her for her work ethic, as well as her face and form. She was moaning, and her breathing was rapid and deep. I watched – nearly breathless. Within a minute or so, one of her hands let go of the upright, and I watched it slide inside the waistband of her uniform pants. She was now fingering her cunt. I was really struggling with my role as a hospitality professional, and my role as a man. I intentionally scuffed the sole of one of my shoes – just enough to get her attention. She looked – her eyes bugged out – and she gasped. Now, by this time, ka├žak iddaa my cock was hard and I was slowly rubbing it through my slacks. When she saw me and what I was doing. she smiled as the perspiration was beading on her forehead. She then continued to work her slit with her short, slender fingers. Knowing where all the security cameras are, I knew the housekeeping rooms had no such equipment. I knew we were home free, if we chose to continue. Well, without a word we agreed to indulge in play. While she was self-stimulating her cunt, I had already exposed my stiffened shaft. I began to stroke slowly and deliberately. She smiled through the slits of her eyes, and she persisted in masturbating her woman hole. My precum began almost immediately. She soon let go of the upright with her other hand & arm, now standing without support. She then pulled down her slacks, revealing the most brief thong I’d ever seen. One hand went right back to fingering her gash, with the crotch of the panties pushed aside. She had the briefest of landing strips, and her cunt lips and fingers were glistening in the light. I stepped forward, and continued to pleasure my turgid member. She reached out a hand, and I proceeded toward her. When I got close enough, the extended hand displaced my hand, ka├žak bahis and she grasped my cock. It was amazing, her massaging my hardness while she still worked her now-dripping cunt. I simply watched and enjoyed. After several minutes of masturbation, I reached out – hungering to see her tits. As tiny as she is, I was confident her tits were small. I was not disappointed. She’s a 32A, and I loved it. Not much more than fried egg size & shape, I felt my shaft get even harder. More precum was oozing from my cock head, and I was going nuts. While the 2 handed masturbation of her cunt and my cock was very hot, I wanted more. I removed her hands from our respective crotches, I stepped one step closer. I turned her away from me, and leaned her forward to one of the shelves of towels. This now gave me access to her cunt and ass. Such a tiny bum and cunt, I simply took turns penetrating one hole – then another. She was so totally wet (as an early 20s woman would do), it was nearly effortless to alternate between cunt and anal opening. As I thrust in and out, she couldn’t resist fingering her clit. We continued for too brief a time, but we also knew people would begin to miss us. She turned her head and said “Don’t cum in my cunt – I’ll leak in my pants!” She stood up, turned toward me, and dropped to her knees. I cock-fucked her mouth till I came. She took every drop, and swallowed it all. As soon as I spent my load, she and I pulled ourselves together. I left the room – she waited a few minutes.

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