Sean and Salwa sat at the table in the hotel room enjoying their steak dinner. Bloody and tender, their thick cuts of rump stained the plain white dishes with every delicate slice, almost as a recurring motif of their wild animalistic behaviour since the flight cancellation.
Every so often, Salwa's foot lifted from the cool tiled floor and raised it like a charmed cobra before rubbing slowly onto Sean's calf. Clearly, there was more desire as she raised her foot higher and higher before arching her foot and pointing her toe and then sliding it in between Sean's inner thighs, caressing Sean's bathrobe as she did so.
Coolly, Sean sipped his glass of Australian Merlot with his emerald green eyes fixed on her piercing brown eyes and now damp red frizzy hair. Her heel stroked Sean's manhood which appeared to be making movements inside the loose robe. Smooth and silky, Salwa's foot stroked Sean's growing cock several times and his head arched back from the sensation of this provocative act. Then all of a sudden, his hardening cock was being stroked on both sides as Salwa's other foot found the oracle.
Salwa arched back slightly and started rubbing her feet up and down Sean's dick that she wanted so badly again. Once she was satisfied, Salwa slid down the chair and knelt and disappeared slowly under the table.
Sean's robe rode up as Salwa's mouth kissed the sides of his shaft before taking him in her mouth again. "That is one nice tasty cock, Mr Sean. Your wife has every right to want to suck this every day. If only my husband's was so thick."
Salwa slurped up and down, occasionally darting the end of her tongue onto the tip of his cock. Sean's eyes rolled back in delight. Surely he couldn't go again? Even if his brain said it was impossible, Salwa's mouth told him otherwise and he throbbed in her warm mouth as his erection maximised. Each of his draping balls was satisfyingly licked and expertly sucked on before Salwa released her grip and appeared from under the table.
Sean sat looking at his rock-hard dick wondering what next. Salwa placed her hand in the fruit bowl and grabbed a bunch of grapes before sitting on the chair. Her legs parted and she loosened the belt on her robe to reveal her juicy ripening sex.
Chewing suggestively on the small fruit, she took the last black grape in her hand and slowly inserted it into her pussy. Then she inserted another.
"I wonder if you can help me find them;" Salwa whispered across the table. Sean stood up instantly and lifted Salwa up before gently laying her on the bed. Sean's manly instincts took over him as her robe was flung to the floor before immersing his face in her sex.
Pink and swelling, Salwa's clit was being flicked by Sean's insatiable tongue and as he slid it more meaningfully into her pussy, Sean tasted the smooth skin of the grapes she had just inserted. He pulled one out and placed it in his mouth savouring Salwa's honey that oozed over it. The other one he placed on the precummed tip of his cock before feeding it to Salwa.
Sean then took a handful of grapes from the forbidden bowl before walking back towards the bed where Salwa scanned him expectedly. Sean removed the robe that slid to the ground. His shiny rock-hard dick was throbbing and desperate for Salwa's hot wet cunt.
Sean turned Salwa over face down and ran his hands over her perfect ass cheeks before slowly parting them to reveal her tight innocent butthole.