Exposure - Chapter 4

Venus caught the feed. A hotel creep was using the cameras to watch Manuela. The guard's hand was already moving between his legs. She hit record. Went live on every feed she could reach. Manuela kept touching herself. Eyes closed. Legs spread. The guard's screen lit up with notifications. The comments came fast. So did the calls to the hotel desk. Fabio opened the door as the last alert went dead. Manuela grabbed him. Hands first, rough and quick, then her mouth. She took him deep. Wet sounds filled the room. Her saliva ran down his shaft. She pulled off, panting, then climbed over him and pressed her cunt to his tongue. He licked her hard. She rocked her hips, grinding down until her moans broke into cries. He flipped her. Pushed her legs back until her knees hit the mattress by her ears. Then he drove in. No teasing. Just hard, deep strokes that slammed her against the headboard. He fucked her until her body tightened and she came, shaking. He pulled out at the last second and finished across her tits, thick ropes landing on her skin.