is a dish served hot!

“I should probably follow Tiff,” Leanne murmured. The excitement she’d felt at a handsome man like Vinny taking such a strong interest in her fled. Only to be replaced with timidness and a little fear. “Brian might try to call me.”

“Let’s get out of here,” Vinny told her, draining his glass of wine and standing up from the barstool. He so confidently took Leanne’s hand that she was powerless but to follow as Vinny led her from the hotel’s bar.

A handful of eyes still remained at the rehearsal dinner to note the unexpected pair's departure together.

The door closed to Vinny’s hotel room, and he reached out and took Leanne’s face in his hands as he delivered a hasty, ardent kiss. Leanne returned the kiss immediately, shooting her tongue into the Italian man’s mouth from the get-go.

“I’ve never… done this…before,” Leanne found she needed to tell Vinny in between licks of her tongue with his.

“So, you’re a virgin,” Vinny said with a devilish chuckle.

“No. I mean cheating. Having an affair. Whatever this is,” Leanne corrected.

“Is your husband at this hotel right now?” Vinny asked as he started unbuttoning his shirt and began removing his clothes.

“No. He isn’t,” Leanne answered.

“Then the only thing I care about is the incredibly sexy woman in front of me and how hard I’m going to fuck her.” Vinny was down to just his briefs by then, and still Leanne hadn’t started undressing.

She waited another three seconds as the wheels turned in her mind, then Leanne snapped into action by pulling her turtle neck off over her head. She quickly shimmied out of her tight jeans, also, and then dropped to her knees in front of Vinny in just her bra and panties.

Leanne truly hadn’t been expecting anything to happen at this wedding weekend as Vinny took in the unsexiest set of beige underwear he’d seen in a long time. At least it matched. He allowed his own undies to fall to the floor as he stood over Kyall’s ex-wife, prick out, point hard and erect at her face.

Before she did anything, Leanne impressed Vinny by making a hair tie appear from somewhere and pulling her curly brown locks into a tight tail behind her. If Vinny knew anything, it was that when a woman put her hair up before a blow job, he was in for a treat.

Leanne looked up straight into Vinny’s eyes as she took his cock in her hand and brought it towards her stuck out tongue. Without taking it inside, Leanne dragged her saliva all along the underside of his shaft. As she reached the top, she quickly enveloped the head and drove Vinny's cock deep into her throat.

Jesus H Christ! Vinny threw his head back as he clutched at the back of Leanne’s skull, all the while she bobbed her head back and forth on nearly the entire length of his cock. She didn’t have a lot of finesse or fancy moves, but she sucked hard and worked her head fast with constant sucking and gurgling sounds coming from her. Vinny was glad of the many drinks he’d had at the bar earlier, or he may have popped his cork already. As it was, he had to pry Leanne’s face off his prick in order for him to get her standing and moving towards the bed. As she came up onto her feet, she used the back of her hand to wipe a large accumulation of saliva off her chin.

Vinny was first onto the bed, ready to return the favour and go down on Leanne’s pussy when she came, pushing him onto his back, throwing a leg over Vinny's lap. She hadn’t even removed her bra when she mounted Vinny’s wet, hard cock and slammed down on top of it.

“Ahh ahh ahh,” Leanne started moaning as she used her recently gym-toned legs to lift off Vinny and started bucking on top of his engorged cock. Her bra snapped off and was thrown down beside the bed in the first few seconds of intimacy.

This was fucking more like it! Vinny thought to himself as he used his hands on Leanne’s hips to help her bounce on his cock. Payback was a bitch, Kyall! Just look at the way your ex-wife’s tits bounce as she fucks the hell out of me. I bet she never rode your cock as hard as she was now or moaned nearly as loudly as she was for him. Leanne’s abs were visible, straining beneath her skin as she threw her soul into fucking.

After several hard, rampant minutes on top, Leanne began to moan, “I’m going to cum!” as she picked up another notch.

“Get it! Get it, girl!” Vinny encouraged Leanne as he started to pound her molten pussy from below.

“Aiiiieeee yyeessssss!” Leanne screamed as she smashed into her peak and started to shake uncontrollably as her hips lost all coordination and she shuddered, rammed full of Vinny's cock. She collapsed forward, unable to keep herself upright as she held onto Vinny's neck for dear life through her orgasm.

“I guess it’s been a little while?” Vinny asked Leanne when she had brought herself most under control and had lifted her body back upright. Her pussy still pulsed occasionally as she remained in cowgirl.

“I can’t even remember the last time like that,” Leanne told him honestly. She ran her hand through her forehead and back into her hairline, collecting her sweat and sticking the hairs to her skull.

Vinny chucked in self-satisfaction, knowing that both Kyall and Leanne’s husband, whoever he was, couldn't make her orgasm like he just did. He took hold of her thighs then and went to lift her up so that he could roll her onto her back and take charge of proceedings.

“Not just yet,” Leanne told Vinny, pushing him back down, “I want to do that again.”

She pulled his hands up and onto her tits as she started riding Vinny's cock with absolute intent.

It was after she’d cum a second time, just as loudly as before, that Vinny was allowed to take over and use her as he pleased. As a fuck you to Kyall, Vinny pulled out some of his most dominant positions on Leanne. In fact, he had her in almost a 180-degree split as he slid into her from the side, one of Leanne’s legs caught up between the two of them and the other around Vinny’s own feet. His hand wrapped tightly but not **** around Leanne’s throat as Vinny fucked her hard and powerfully.

He found it difficult to keep himself from laughing when he had Leanne folded over in the Jack Hammer. Leanne rested entirely on her neck and shoulders as he stood above her, driving his cock down into her now extremely puffy pussy as he controlled her ankles.

Later, it was Vinny's turn to call out his looming orgasm as he took Leanne forcefully from behind. He had one hand tugging her ponytail, pulling her back onto his cock as he used the tip of his thumb to tease apart the opening to Leanne’s asshole.

“I’m close,” Vinny warned Leanne.

“Don’t pull out. Cum inside me,” she gasped breathlessly.

He did as he was told, and the very next stroke started firing unprotected into Leanne’s welcoming pussy. Deep animal grunts bellowed from Vinny’s lungs as he blew his load freely. Long, intense fucking had him **** for release, and he poured out a mighty delivery of his essence. When Vinny’s cock slipped out a couple of minutes later, he left Leanne’s pussy looking well and truly exploited. Red, gummy and fat, folded lips that bore the signs of a spectacular battle fought within her gash.

Leanne collapsed, exhausted, into Vinny's bed. Any thought of returning to her own room for the night was entirely forgotten in a post-coital haze.