The moon had barely become visible in the black sky when I arrived at the swanky downtown hotel.
The was hot, hinting at the promises of the night ahead.
I smiled as stepped into the lobby and began my journey to the elevator.
This wasn't the first time I'd met Salma Hayek under the guise of a 'business meeting'.
We seen each other occasionally anytime she heard I was in town.
There was a time when I worked for her for as an agent.
She made sure I never forgot those days of wild sex, as she was eager to relive the memories any chance it was possible.
I reached the room and knocked.
Her hotel room door opened, and she stood there, her eyes locking with mine.
Her outfit was simple yet sexy – a silk white robe that barely concealed her curvaceous form.
I could see the hint of her huge boobs almost spilling out as they were contained within the robe.
My heart skipped a beat as she let the robe slip open, revealing black lingerie underneath.
"Welcome, darling," she purred in her thick accent.
I stepped inside, the room smelling faintly of her perfume, which was intoxicating and familiar.
The lights were dim, casting a warm glow that highlighted her beautiful tanned skin.
Her hair fell down her back like a dark waterfall, setting off her stunning features.
"How was your day?" she asked, walking towards me.
I took in her seductive sway.
Salma looked at me as if she could devour me at any moment.
"It was okay," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. "But it's about to get much better."
She gave me a knowing smile, and then she leaned in and kissed me.
I felt a jolt of lightning rushing through my veins as we kissed tenderly.
Her hand reached up to the back of my neck, pulling me closer.
Our tongues danced, and she moaned softly into my mouth.
Her other hand slid down my chest, and she began to unbutton my shirt, her nails lightly scraping against my skin.
Breaking the kiss, Salma stepped back and I pulled off my short.
She stood there watching as I kicked off my shoes and pushed my pants and underwear down.
Her eyes trailed down my body, lingering on my erect cock.
"Mmmmmmmm," she purred, "someone's real happy to see me tonight."
I stepped closer to her, and she reached out to stroke my cock gently.
Her other hand pulled off the robe, allowing me to finally see her goddess body clad in the lingerie outfit.
Black stockings covered her amazing legs, running up to her thighs.
A garter belt went above her belly button ring as part of her thong.
Salma's legendary breasts were encased in a matching black bra.
"Let me take care of that for you," she whispered, and dropped to her knees.
Her mouth engulfed me, tongue pressing against my shaft from within her mouth.
She looked up at me with those big brown eyes as she sucked my cock.
Salma's mouth was like heaven.
Anytime she sucked you off, you felt as if your soul could escape your body.
Her blowjobs were that good, second to none.
Her head bobbed up and down in a slow rhythm, setting a pace where I wasn't going to cum anytime soon.
Up and down, she moved her lips, working the magic around my dick.
It was as if she was making love to me with her mouth, each suck, each stroke a declaration of passion.
Her hands caressed my balls, rolling them gently in her palm as she took me deeper into her mouth.
I watched as her cheeks hollowed out and her eyes closed in pleasure.
This was a woman who knew what she was doing, who enjoyed every second of giving head.
Salma pulled my cock out of her mouth with a pop.
Her tongue swirled around the tip of my cock, and she took a moment to lick the shaft before taking me back in.
Her eyes shot up at me again as she sank half of my dick down her throat, still sucking it slowly.
She stopped and pulled it from her lips again.
"Ohhhh, yes. I missed this cock so much," she purred, "I always loved sucking it."
Her tongue lashed across the head before she lowered her head and gave attention to my balls.
Her mouth was like wet velvet on my balls, and she sucked them gently.
It was a sensation that I hadn't felt in a long time, one that almost made my knees wobble.
She pulled away from my balls and kissed the hairy sack.
"Mmmmmmmm," she moaned, "I remember how much you liked it when I did this."
And she was right. I had always loved the way she sucked my balls.
I watched her suck my balls while her hand stroked my shaft.
It was a sight that would make any man go weak at the knees.
Salma looked up at me with a wicked smile, "you know I want my cock in another place besides my mouth."
Her smile grew wider as she reached behind her back and unclipped her bra.
"You like my boobs?"
She knew the answer to that question without me replying.
The bra fell away, revealing her legendary natural breasts.
Salma pressed them together, rubbing them to tease me.
"I would like to have your cock right here," she gestured by pushing one hand between her tits.
I nodded, grinning at her as she gave me the same look.
Salma knew I would never turn down a chance to fuck her tits.
I stepped closer to her, my cock pointing straight at her.
She looked at me, nodding as she held her tits together, inviting me in.
I lined up my cock and pushed it through the valley of her breasts.
Her tits smothered my cock as I made my way between them.
Her dark eyes never left mine as she began to squeeze her tits around me.
"Oh, yes," she murmured, "just like that."
We moved together in a slow, sensual rhythm.
I thrust forward and then she would push her breasts down.
The sight of her beautiful face and the looks she gave me was all the encouragement I needed.
Her eyes were closed, and she was moaning in pleasure, urging me to go faster.
Her moans grew louder as my cock slid up and down, driving between her tits.
"Ohhhh, ohhhhhhh yes. I love it when you fuck my tits, mmmmmm."
Salma glance down to watch.
My dick was being squeezed by her boobs as she moaned.
Her hands never stopped moving, caressing, teasing my balls.
She spit on the head as it poked up and then smiled at me.
I quit thrusting and pulled my cock from her tits.
She kept them pressed together, moving her hands over one of her nipples.
I guided my cock to rub against her erect nipple, teasing her.
Her eyes snapped open, and she looked up at me with a question.
"You want to take me to the bed?
I nodded, eager to see her spread out on the sheets.
Her hand reached out and took mine, leading me to the king-sized bed that dominated the room.
The sheets were all black and I could already imagine her hair blending in with them.
The bed sank slightly under our combined weight, and she lay down on her back, her legs parting for me.
Her skin looked like warm caramel in the soft light, her eyes shimmering with desire.
She looked at me as she reached her hands down and pulled her thong, sliding it off her legs to show her wet snatch.
I nodded at Salma as I moved my body atop of hers, ready to make love to this goddess.
Her hand grabbed my cock and guided it to her entrance.
The heat was intense as I pushed the head into her wet, juicy snatch
"Mmmmmmmmm, yes," she moaned as she felt me filling her up.
My cock slid into her like it belonged there.
Her pussy was tight and wet, gripping me in a warm embrace.
I leaned down to kiss her, feeling her breasts press against my chest as I began to move.
Salma threw her arms around me and I could feel her warm hands exploring my back.
Our kiss grew more intense as we made love.
Her tongue danced with mine as I thrust in and out of her.
Our bodies were in sync, moving together as one.
I could feel her hard nipples poking into my chest as I remained laying atop of her.
"Don't stop, keep going," Salma pouted with her moans.
My hips began to move faster, my cock driving into her with purpose.
Her legs wrapped around me, pulling me in deeper.
Her nails dug into my back as she arched into each thrust.
The sound of love making consisted of low moans and cries of pleasure.
I stopped what I was doing and wrapped my arms around her, rolling over.
I wanted to be laying on my back so Salma could be on top to ride me in control.
Her smile grew wide as she straddled me, making sure my cock never slipped out of her snatch.
Salma straightened herself up, bending her knees around me.
Her hands pressed against my chest, helping herself to begin the ride.
I watched in awe as her breasts bounced around from the movement.
Her eyes closed for a moment, and she let out a deep sigh of contentment.
"Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhh yes!!!" She bit her lower lip, singing moans in her sexy voice.
Her hips began to rock back and forth, setting a slow, deliberate pace.
Her tits bobbed up and down as she rode me.
I reached up to play with her boobs
Salma leaned back, moving her hips to keep my cock driving inside her.
The weight of her breasts were felt as I squeezed them.
She looked at me, moaning at the touch of my hands.
I let go of them as she slid her fingers up my chest, leaning forward to let her hair fall.
I watched her breasts swing, smacking around as she started to ride me faster.
Her pussy was tight around my cock, and I felt myself getting closer to the edge.
"I want to feel you cum," Salma told me.
I nodded, "I want you to cum with me. Let's do this together."
Her hips sped up, and her moans grew louder.
I could feel the pressure building in my balls as her butt bounced on them.
Her movements grew erratic, and her eyes rolled back in her head.
Her moans turned to cries as she reached her climax, her snatch tightly clenching around my dick.
I laid there holding still as I shot my hot load.
"Ahhhhhhh, yesssssss," she cried out, her body shaking.
Salma leaned back, her tits slapping against my chest as she rode out her orgasm.
I watched her face, contorted in ecstasy, feeling a rush of power as she came around my cock.
Finally, she collapsed onto me, her breathing heavy and her body trembling.
I cradled her in my arms and passed out with her.
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