Saint LaRose Meets the Knight

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I finally met them in person. La Rose and her husband. They were in Las Vegas for two nights and texted me the moment they landed. They were staying at the Virgin Hotel on the Strip and wanted to get togethe at the steakhouse bar.

We greeted each other, ordered drinks, and talked for a while. After the second round La Rose said quietly, “Let’s go upstairs.”

We walked through the casino holding hands; her husband followed a few steps behind. In the elevator she kissed me, slow at first, then deeper.

Inside, we paused on the couch only long enough to kick off shoes. La Rose and I moved to the bed where she took me in her mouth, and worked me until I was aching. I was still dressed; she was already naked.

We traded places so I could undress and taste her at the same time.

When she climbed on top, she was soaked. She moved at her own rhythm, moaning with every stroke. The louder she got, the harder I thrust up to meet her.

In reverse she came hard, squirting so much my cock slipped out twice. I rolled her onto her back, pressed her knees to her shoulders, and slid in deep. Each time I bottomed out she grunted, short and sharp, telling me exactly where to finish.

One last push and I let go, filling her while she clenched around me. We stayed locked together, breathing hard, until the room stopped spinning.