#361709 - All that mattered was Ana, her hair flying wildly around her face while she rode me, the smell of her womanhood, the sight of her boobs bouncing around up there, the feel of my cock inside her, pushing against her back wall. On the far left was the closet with all the spare textiles, on the right there was a small sink and mirror and there were 2 stacks of spare mattresses in the middle of the small room, each about 4 mattresses high (about 3’ in total). I then shimmied her out of her baggy gray pants, leaving us both only adorned with our most private areas covered and planted a trail of kisses from her chin, over her chest, biting the nipples softly, over her defined belly down to her waist.