Viagem de trabalho pra São Paulo, campanha com cliente de vinhos. Voo curto, hotel no centro, quarto individual pro cada.Check-in às 18h, reunião rápida, vinho no lobby soltando faíscas antigas do trio com Aline.
Subi pro meu quarto primeiro, mensagem pra Marcelo: "Vem pro 1207. Já estou com a coca. Marido longe, tua chefe quer pau." Ele bateu minutos depois, olhos escuros faiscando fome, camisa social colada aos braços fortes.
Fechou a porta, pau inchando aparente na calça. Preparei linhas na mesinha de vidro, inalamos, eu primeiro, ele com firmeza, euforia subindo como fogo, pupilas dilatadas.
— Tira isso e me fode!
Ordenei, despindo o vestido justo, lingerie preta caindo, buceta depilada exposta pingando tesão.
Marcelo me pegou com força bruta, esmagando meu rosto e seios contra a parede fria do quarto, uma mão forte me segurando imobilizada pelos ombros enquanto a outra levantava minha bunda pelo quadril, expondo tudo. Apenas abriu o zíper da calça, aquele pau gostoso veiado e rijo saltou para fora, alinhou na minha buceta melada e estocando fundo num movimento selvagem — sem preliminares, rasgando-me ali mesmo de pé, bolas batendo em mim com estalos urgentes.
— Toma pau sua vadia!
Disse ele rouco na minha orelha, barba roçando pescoço, estocadas brutais me pregando na parede. Gritei de prazer instantâneo, buceta contraindo voraz em seu pau, unhas arranhando o papel de parede.
— Me arromba mais, Marcelo... enche logo!
Poucas estocadas depois, gozamos juntos, corpo convulsionando contra a parede, e ele jorrando porra espessa, transbordando quente pelas pernas enquanto rugia grave, mãos apertando forte minha cintura, enquanto seu pau ainda pulsava dentro de mim. Deslizamos ofegantes pro chão, com semblante de satisfação, olhares maliciosos, e risos safados.
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