I mean, there is obviously no problem with the blowjob part. I can give those anywhere I fancy. But the humble hotel room that I have been calling home for the last 3 months is lacking a kitchen in which I can can a nice piece of steak for Bob.
Of course, where there is a will, there is a way. And, in this case, the way is room service!
Of course, where there is a will, there is a way. And, in this case, the way is room service!
I'll admit, it's not quite the same if I wasn't the one to prepare the steak for him but we were making the best of a less than ideal situation. And, let's be brutally honest here, I don't think the steak part of Steak and Blowjob Day, is really the part that Bob or any other guy is really looking forward to the most.
Regardless of the unavoidable need to rely on some outside help to fulfil our customary rendezvous, I didn't want to give any sort of impression that I was slacking off. For that reason, he got to enjoy, not one, not two but three blowjobs this year.
First, he received a quick and intense blowjob while we waited for room service to arrive with his meal.
He had barely stepped through the door as I whipped his pants of and shoved his dick down my throat. With the threat of a knock at the door at any moment to indicate that his food was here, there was no time to waste.
And my haste proved to be justified as he filled my mouth with his hot seed just seconds before the knock on the door.
Then, as he was tucking into his juicy steak, I made sure that he wasn't the only one gobbling down some hot meat in the room. I crawled under the trolley that his meal had been delivered on and pleasured him whilst he was feasting.
This time he got a slow and sloppy blowjob that lasted for quite some time. My movements were somewhat hindered by my awkward position so anything more energetic was out of the question.
Instead, I took my time with him. Teasing and pleasing him. Drawing his pleasure out for as long as I could while he was otherwise occupied with his other treat for the evening.
So much so that he comfortable finished eating before I was done with him. Thankfully for me, we could then push the trolley aside, freeing me from being cramped underneath it. With that, I could be a bit more exuberant with my sucking.
Just as he had enjoyed the taste of a perfect seasoned steak, I enjoyed the salty taste of his pre-cum oozing from the top of his cock. Then, after much slopping and slurping, I finally allowed him to reach climax.
He tensed and then juddered. Next thing I knew, my face was coated in warm, thick cum which slowly dribbled down to my chin before dripping on to my chest.
His final blowjob was an impromptu sucking when he decided to join me in the shower as I cleaned up having my face glazed like a krispy kreme.
I furiously beat him of while alternating beat sucking down hard on the tip of his cock and licking up and down the shaft.
This time he did not last long before his final drops of cum sprayed all over me before quickly being washed away by the warm water showering down on us.
All in all, I definitely think I made up for not preparing is steak myself!
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