"Stop " ! he said.
Stop? I was on the verge of the most intense orgasm of my life and he ordered me to stop ?
Get in the front seat he ordered. I was almost in tears thinking I had done something wrong, or had displeased him. My body was in shock and my mind reeling from what had just happened. I climbed in the front seat and saw him smilie " You need to save that for later baby, you're going to need it"
I needed to come so badly as I sat ther speechless, mad and frustrated. I felt he need to please him so I reached over and felt the bulge in his pants and started to unzip him when he made me stop. How could he be so cruel? At that moment I needed sex so bad I would have climbed onto the stick shift if he had asked . The tears in my eyes welled up so that I thought I was going to have a full blown meltdown when he reached over and stroked my hair softly.
"Try to understand baby You are going to need that orgasm I have a lot planned for this evening"
Like what? I asked.
You'll see .....
We rode in silence and I felt frustrated, hurt and humiliated but most of all the throbbing of my clit and the emptiness in my pussy was overwhelming.
We finally reached the city we were traveling to and checked into the hotel. I knew I was in for a good fucking when we got to the room.
But things were going to be very different from what I expected.
He sent our luggage to the room with the bellhop and said lets have a drink first.
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