Thursday, December 16, 2021

A Sex Retelling


 I often look back through some of Marti's old photos and videos and love to hear her tell the stories behind them.  Like this one.  Part of what I find so hot is how quickly things can happen with her.  The story goes she was staying in a hotel frequented by the many golfers who come here to Florida mainly from the northern tier of states to enjoy a week on the courses in late fall and early spring.  She went into the hotel bar wearing some outfit showing off her cleavage and legs.  It didn't take long before she struck up a conversation with four guys from the northeast.  Within ten minutes of the first "hello" they had accepted her invitation to visit her in her room.  She went up first and they soon followed making a bet on the elevator whether her tits were real - 2 said "yes" and the other two "no".  At the twenty minute mark she had unzipped her sweater (she had changed out of what she wore to the bar) and they felt her breast, the two guys who thought they were real winning the bet.  One initial skeptic with checking out her left breast in this photo.  By the 30 minute mark their hands and mouths were all over her tits.  Cocks soon came out and, 45 minutes after meeting them in the bar, her mouth and pussy had a cock in them and the two other guys were feasting on those tits and nipples.

It was the second day of their golf vacation.  They didn't leave the hotel the rest of the week. . .

Now if you could just hear how sexily Marti tells these stories!

Roxy

4 comments:

Art said...

Too bad I never learned to play golf. 🥺

TheMaskedHillbilly said...

Awesome shot, the story behind it makes it even hotter. Given the choice, it is an absolute no-brainer to stay in the hotel and spend time with the sexual goddess with the most amazing tits you'll ever see, fuck golf.

Feelgood said...

I love when Marti tells these as well, first hand account 🤩🤩

Wookiee42 said...

What a great tale! Those lucky SOBs, playing with all that Marti has to offer them (which is basically the fulfillment of every breast man's fantasy). Almost makes me want to take up golf just to go there. And I hate golf