pussy licking young petite teen The wild strike at the airport has ruined the day for many people, and my return trip home has now been postponed until tomorrow.
Thanks to Google, I was able to find a hotel that fits the budget of a junior forensic accountant.
The hotel is a time capsule that was first opened during the ‘Roaring Twenties’ when the hip Charleston in the ‘speak-easies’ kept things going.
pussy licking young petite teen Booking a room with the hard of hearing clerk, who is as old as Methuselah, is an exercise in patience and the art of negotiating, but luckily it is the persistent who wins.
Euphoric because of my victory, I pull the suitcase into the elevator without paying attention to who is in the lift.
I press the button on the control panel to go to my floor. The elevator doors close with a scraping sound and after a hesitation the elevator starts to move with ominous noises.
pussy licking young petite teen The elevator creaks in all its joints and I get the feeling that it is about to quit. My nerves are put to the test by this relic of a lift.
I can hardly curb the swelling panic feelings and the prospect of a nasty fate that apparently awaits me.
pussy licking young petite teen The lift takes it a step further and regularly alternates the moaning with an icy sound and violent vibration.
I turn my attention back to the worn control panel and force myself to keep a close eye on the slowly rotating pointer, which indicates the floor number.
A scent of perfume penetrates my consciousness. I am amazed at how erotically I react to this fragrance that will forever be associated with a kiss from my past that I will never forget.
pussy licking young petite teen I slowly turn to find the source of the fragrance. A beautiful woman who is chic and clothed in a dress, which emphasises her waist and décolleté, looks at me with sensual eyes.
