"Mmm, yes..." She moans, arching her back into the touch as her nipples harden even more under your fingers. Her hips begin to rock against yours with increasing urgency, their bodies moving together in perfect synchrony. "I want you so bad," she whispers, reaching down between your bodies and wrapping her hand around your cock. She strokes up and down, matching her movements to the thrusts of your hips as pleasure builds inside her once again.

"Take me to that love hotel,"

"Oh God..." She gasps, feeling a thrill of anticipation run through her as you lead her out of the house and towards your father's car. The ride seems to last forever, but finally you pull up in front of a seedy-looking motel, its neon sign flashing invitingly in the night.

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as you lead her inside, hand in hand. The lobby is dimly lit and empty, save for a sleepy-looking middle-aged man behind the counter.