Squirt

Once we were in the hotel room, Elaine looked at me with eyes filled with anticipation. The mood for the evening was perfectly set, as I had rented a top-of-the-line room for us. 

It boasted a veranda with a city view, a spacious king-size bed with a large mirror in front of it, and a 60-inch TV complete with its own refrigerator. 

In the room, the soft glow of scented candles filled the air with their alluring fragrance. It was no coincidence; I had taken the time to instruct the hotel staff to light these candles before our arrival, setting the mood for a romantic and intimate evening. Their warm, flickering light added to the ambiance of the room, making it feel even more special and enticing 

"I'm going to take a shower first," she said, leaning in to give me a surprise kiss on the lips just as I was about to say something. Our mouths opened in sync, and we found ourselves lost in a passionate French kiss, going with the flow of the moment.