He was still inside of me after ten minutes, and I had finally regained the sense of sight and mobility when I asked, "aren't you going to pull out?"
"No. I like it in here. It's warm."
I chuckled I sat up adjecting my back, "if you're going to stay inside of me at least feed me."
"What do you want to eat?"
"I don't know anything really. I'm just really hungry and tired now." I said shrugging and he nodded.
"The menu and phone for room service is all the way over there. I guess that I will have to pull out then." he said holding onto my waist to hoist me up.
"Gently." I said as he began to hoist me and I bit my lip as my legs shook.
He picked up and handed me my robe and picked up his boxers sliding them on, before brining the phone and the menu over to where I was sitting on the couch.
