Spent two hours camped outside that hotel, praying for just one glimpse of Harry. Then this guy strolls up, claims he works the front desk, and offers to smuggle me in through the back entrance after I clean up at his place across the street. Sweaty, desperate, and completely starstruck, I said yes without thinking twice. He steps out of the shower, towel barely clinging to his hips, looks me up and down, and tells me I'm hotter than Harry. I laughed it off. Then his hand landed on my thigh and never moved. I suggested we head to the hotel, but he reminded me his shift didn't start for another hour. Plenty of time. I dropped to my knees and swallowed his cock as deep as I could take it. He ate my ass, opened me up slowly on his bed, and fucked me deep and steady until I came all over myself. Then he pumped me full and asked if that beat an autograph. Yes. Yes, yes, yes. While I was pulling my clothes back on, he confessed he doesn't actually work at the hotel.
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