My Mistress is Kazakh. Part 2

We arrived at the hotel, I checked in, she followed behind me. As soon as we entered the room, I immediately threw her onto the bed...

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She started looking at me with frightened eyes, but at the same time, passion was brightly shining in them. To which I told her:

— Don't be afraid of me, I just desperately want you,

She looked with a sweet smile and replied:

— You don't even know me, how can you want someone without knowing them...

She whispered with a slight accent.

I started taking off my pants and slowly approached her. My cock was rock-hard. She immediately guessed where to start and got up from the bed.

I

told her:

— Come on, bunny, take it in your mouth.

She obediently fulfilled my request and started giving me a blowjob. Her lips were simply amazing—soft, slightly plump.

She sucked deeper and deeper without my help.

After that, I asked her to take off her dress. She started undressing, and when she did, I was simply delighted—my fantasy had come true.

After that, I slowly laid her down and, kissing her breasts, gently moved down her stomach to her panties.

When I took off her panties, I saw how wet she was—a slightly shaved, hanging vagina, just how I like it.

I started performing cunnilingus on her, and she slowly moaned.

I asked her:

— Does your husband do this to you?

She answered in a relaxed voice:

— No, I've never felt anything like this before; this is my first time.

And that made me even more aroused, and I told her:

— I'll teach you a lot; from now on, you'll only be mine.

She replied, relaxed and smiling:

— I'm all yours.

I stood up and thrust my cock sharply into her vagina. She even cried out from the suddenness and said:

— It's so big, it hurts. Let's go slower then.

I started entering slowly, all the way in, and gradually sped up with each thrust.

She started scratching my back, kissing my neck, and hugging me tighter.

I thought to myself, how divine she is—I'll always want her.

Speeding up more and more and enjoying it so much, I told her:

— Do you mind if I cum in your mouth?

She replied:

— I can't refuse you.

And I got up, pulled her toward me, put my cock in her mouth, and came inside her like a storm, filling her mouth with semen. She swallowed it all.

Afterward, I lay down next to her, relaxed, hugged her, and said:

— My dear, it feels like I'll always want you, especially seeing you at work. Where did you come from to land on my head?

She lay on my chest and said:

— I don't know what came over me, but I've been watching you for a long time. You've always stood out among the managers.

It felt good to hear that. I offered to order food at the hotel so we could stay and not go anywhere.

She replied with a sad face:

— You understand I can't, but I'd really like to. So you stay, eat, and I'll go.

I didn't try to persuade her. I got up, took two 5,000-ruble bills from my wallet, and handed them to her. I didn't expect such a reaction. She said:

— I'm not a prostitute; why would I need them?

And I hadn't even thought of that. I was only thinking about what I'd told her—that she'd get double the amount for being late at work. But as it turned out, I did it at the wrong time.

She abruptly got up and started getting dressed. I realized I was wrong, came up behind her, hugged her, gently kissed her ear, and whispered:

— Where shall we go tomorrow? Maybe we can go for a walk? Spend the day together—we're good together, aren't we?

She said:

— I can't do this anymore, so I'll come to work and leave after work.

She quickly put on her shoes and left.

I went to the window, lit a cigarette, and thought about how I could spend more time with her. I like her; I want her.

And after gathering myself, I left the hotel and went home. When I got home, I thought about her.

In the morning, I bought her a bouquet and a toy at the nearest flower shop. Driving to the office, I put everything on the desk and waited for her.

She arrived, greeted me formally, and started doing her work. I didn't understand why she was acting as if we didn't know each other.

I approached her, hugged her, and said:

— In an hour, we're going to a restaurant together.

These flowers are for you, and the teddy bear.

She was just about to say something, but I said:

— Don't even think about refusing; from now on, I'll decide for you.

I'll write the continuation later :)