Fuck Whitney

Once you made it to the hotel with Whitney, you didn't even have any time to question whether she would get cold feet about it before you had her on the bed making out with her.

"OHGOD...get these clothes off me..." she hisses as you roughly pull her dress off and then dispose of her undergarments.

"I guess you were serious about this after all," you tell her as she returns the favor and pulls you out of your clothes, your dick finding it's way to her tight pussy as you suck on her tits.

"FUCK...fuck...me...John..." she moans as you slide into her and start to fuck her as she wraps her long legs around your waist.

"UH...UH...UH..." she moans as you move in and out of her, her back arching a little more each time you slammed into her, until pretty soon you felt her pussy walls tugging on your dick as she started to lose the battle with her impending orgasm.

And much like always, you didn't really think you were going to have the willpower to pull out of her.