We checked into a roadside motel — a simple room with a big bed, squeaky furniture, and faded curtains. That raw, cheap vibe made it even more exciting. We decided to play a roleplay: he was a man who picked me up on the highway, and I was a confident hooker who knew exactly what she was doing.
He brought me to the room and locked the door behind us. It smelled like cheap detergent and a bit of damp sheets — perfectly dirty, perfectly real. I turned to him and slowly took off my top, no bra underneath, letting my breasts bounce freely while keeping my eyes locked on his. It was a bit romantic, a bit raw, and it turned both of us on.
I took off all my clothes and got on my knees on the bed. He climbed onto the bed facing me, and I reached for his pants, unzipping them, pulling out his cock, and starting to suck him right away. Deep, wet, hungry — I wanted to feel him twitch with every move of my lips.
Then I laid down on my back, legs open, mouth slightl
