Fucking the waiter

"I... you left", he said, struggling to focus enough to make a sentence. "I brought it up for you". He indicated the tray with Jeni's breakfast, then sat it down on her dressing table with a thud, barely looking at it. He could not take his eyes off Jeni. Jeni got up, initially meaning to take the tray and show the waiter out, but as she got near him, she started to heat up unbearably inside, and all the heat was coming from her crotch!

As she reached the boy, all thoughts of breakfast were gone. She grabbed at him, pulling him to her, ripping buttons off his shirt. The waiter grabbed at her t-shirt and hauled it hurriedly over her head, uncovering her plain black bra. Jeni helped him get that off then fell backwards onto the bed, and lifted her hips to let him haul her skinny jeans off, turning them inside out as they peeled off her. The waiter's uniform was in a heap in seconds too before he fell on her. This wouldn't do though, she grabbed him and rolled so that she was on top. She was the one in control here, and grabbed him by the shoulders, staring into his dark brown eyes. He reached up and grabbed her breasts, not gently caressing but the rough fondlings of someone with very little experience. She didn't care. His hard young dick was in her, and she would get exactly what she needed out of it. She raised herself up and slammed herself down on him, making every inch of him work.

The waiter's eyes seemed glazed somehow, almost as if he was ****, but his face was a massive idiotic grin. He seemed enthusiastic too, thrusting upwards with more energy than Jeni would normally have been comfortable with, but now it felt just right. Jeni dug her nails into his shoulders in her enthusiasm, drawing little crescents of blood but he didn't seem to notice or care. Animal thoughts were racing through her mind now. She had no care for who heard her and groaned loudly, almost growling, looking down at the boy in a predatory fashion, wanting to consume him and his cock that was hammering away at her. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back and she struck out, catching him by the throat. Jeni squeezed. She watched his face turn purple as he fucked her harder in crazy spastic violent thrusts but did not try to remove her hand, then as he started to spurt his cum deep inside her, she released him and heard him cough and gasp for breath.

She wasn't done yet though, so neither was he. Inside her head, she refused to let him soften and although she would not understand how, she **** him to stay hard until she too had cum. She could see the discomfort on his face, tears welling up, but she didn't care as she slammed her way down onto his pelvis over and over again until eventually waves of blissful relief overtook her and she eventually crumpled on top of him.

She could see the looks of panic on his face as he started to realize what they had done, but she didn't care. Sleep was already on its way again and she was exhausted!