Once more that morning.

Leanne came awake with a sudden jolt. It was dark in the hotel room. She must have fallen asleep by accident. She didn’t remember turning the lights off and covering herself with a blanket. Her step-daughter must have done that for her.

“Tiff?” Leanne called out softly. A figure stirred in the bed next to her. Larger than Tiffany. Male.

Shit! Last night came rushing back to her in a millisecond. Vinny! Sucking his cock. Fucking her ravenously. The most incredible sex she’d had in ages. Cheating on Brian. Fuck! What had she done? It was the most heinous of accidents.

Leanne needed to get out of here. As quiet as could be, she started to inch her way towards the edge of the bed. Where were her clothes? She couldn’t remember where she had taken them off last night, and the room was almost pitch black in the predawn. Turning on a light to look for them wasn’t an option. Leanne couldn’t afford to risk waking Vinny before she escaped.

Just before she could roll her hips and put her legs down on the floor, a hand reached out and grabbed her wrist.

“Where do you think you're going?” Vinny's voice was deep and husky, having just woken.

Damn, it sounded incredibly sexy to Leanne’s ear right then. “Oh, hey. I didn’t want to wake you. I was just…”

Vinny pulled Leanne’s wrist back towards the centre of the bed and placed it onto his cock. She gasped. It was already rock hard, and the heat it was giving off…

“Someone woke up first,” Vinny purred.

Leanne started to make excuses. “I should really be going. Tiffany might be wondering where I was last night.” But even as she was speaking, her hand closed around Vinny’s thick manhood and started to stroke it.

“She’s 18. I’m sure she got up to all sorts of mischief last night. Just like you.” Vinny's other hand came and reached around Leanne, cupping her breast. He pinched her nipple, sending a quiver through her body as Vinny started to draw her back into the bed.

“I’m sure she didn’t. She’s not like that at all.” Leanne defended her step-daughter.

The hand Vinny had used to place her palm on his cock, now free, reached up under Leanne’s bum from behind and started to rub against her pussy. She moaned solidly as a finger slid inside her pussy, coated in Leanne’s quickly blossoming wetness. She didn’t speak anymore as Vinny fingered her from behind. Leanne pushed back onto his wrist as he used first one and then a second digit to tease her cunny into a tizzy. She found herself being unable to think clearly, just focusing on backing herself up, and keeping an even pulsing motion on Vinny’s shaft in return.

I was fully willing when Vinny rolled Leanne onto her back and climbed over on top of her. She held her legs as wide as she could for him as his hard cock sunk deep within her wetness. It was slower and much more controlled than last night as Vinny slowly took Leanne again that morning. She was his in any way he liked. Leanne’s toes curled as she locked her legs to the back of Vinny’s and ground her hips with his. His balls rested against the cleft of her butt cheeks as he pumped her into the mattress firmly and in complete domination.

When her orgasm came, and it did hard, Leanne squealed and shuddered, Vinny staying at the exact same pace that was rocking her world right then. Leanne got to experience Vinny’s famed stamina as she came three full times without any sign of fatigue from the fit man. Leanne was sure they could end up missing the wedding if she didn’t do something to help Vinny on his way.

“Oh, cum for me baby! I want you to cum inside me,” Leanne begged as she started to stick her tongue in Vinny's ear and suck on his lobes. “I want you to fill me up with all your thick dirty spunk. Brian could never give such a big creampie as you, and Kyall was just the same. Three little pumps each and you just keep gushing inside me with your big fat Italian cock!”

Vinny started to grunt and throb on top of Leanne as she felt him start to erupt. “Oh God, that’s it! I can feel it all inside me. Big fat globs splashing inside me! Oh Vinny! You’re painting my cunt! Ooooh! It's so much! Fuck! Fuck! Yes! Pump me! Make me your dirty cum slut. Don’t stop! Frost me, cover me with your thick sticky glaze! Ooooowwwooowww.”

The easiness with which the words came to Leanne’s mouth turned the hairs on the back of Vinny’s neck up and had him blasting harder than he could remember in recent history. It gave him such a thrill to hear Leanne disparaging her husband and that asshole Kyall just as he took his pleasure with their wife/ex-wife. He did his greatest effort to fill Leanne’s pussy up as much as he could so that he was practically rung dry by the time he pulled his softening cock out of her gushing lips and left her trickling his seed out onto the mattress.

Vinny switched the light on beside the bed and watched in deep satisfaction as Leanne lay there in the middle of the bed, two fingers stroking within her pussy lips to pick up a long thick tendril of his semen and bring it up to her mouth, sucking it with her lips. The change from quite a stuck-up prude to a cum sucking whore in just one night was a hell of an alteration, and Vinny felt immensely proud of himself for causing such a change.

When Leanne finished licking her fingers clean, he helped her to stand up next to the bed. Thankfully for her, no cum started to run down her thighs as Vinny gathered her clothes to her. Vinny held her for one last deep kiss before sending her on her way back to her own room so that he could take a shower on his own. If she’d stuck around, he was quite sure he’d end up fucking her in the shower, and he wanted to save some of his male energy for Alexa’s wedding day and what this day might bring.