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I thought that, in order not to be very repetitive, I should group all hotel sounds into one section. So that everyone concentrates on a single chapter. I will try to help myself, as far as possible, with my notes written in the logbook, to put you a little in a situation, to describe the protagonists or the circumstances that occurred in that recording.
I begin with that with this recording that is made in a town in the region of Seville, called Écija (a town famous in Spain for the high heat temperatures that it records in summer, and that on some occasions have reached up to 44 degrees Celsius).
I rested in a roadside motel on a business trip to Huelva (city famous for accommodating the Doñana Natural Park, biosphere reserve). During the dinner I enjoyed at the restaurant of the motel itself, I observed a young couple, around 28/30 years old, she was really attractive (I do not say excessively beautiful, but attractive) with a brown mane collected in a ponytail, a body marked by the curves and accentuated by her clothes, which allowed to guess some very big tits (maybe the result of surgery), he, a muscular, blond boy, who kept giving caresses and soft kisses to the girl, who let love. I think that, while they shared a table and tablecloth, they began to warm up, foreshadowing the fuck they were going to have.
That motel, something old, did not have an electronic key to access the rooms, but conventional keys, of those of large keychains with the room number. In a moment I had to go to the toilet and pass by his table. The key to his room remained on the table, so I could clearly see the room number (116). And that vision was fortunate, because on my return the couple was gone. That's why I tried to speed up my dinner and go to my goal ...
I begin with that with this recording that is made in a town in the region of Seville, called Écija (a town famous in Spain for the high heat temperatures that it records in summer, and that on some occasions have reached up to 44 degrees Celsius).
I rested in a roadside motel on a business trip to Huelva (city famous for accommodating the Doñana Natural Park, biosphere reserve). During the dinner I enjoyed at the restaurant of the motel itself, I observed a young couple, around 28/30 years old, she was really attractive (I do not say excessively beautiful, but attractive) with a brown mane collected in a ponytail, a body marked by the curves and accentuated by her clothes, which allowed to guess some very big tits (maybe the result of surgery), he, a muscular, blond boy, who kept giving caresses and soft kisses to the girl, who let love. I think that, while they shared a table and tablecloth, they began to warm up, foreshadowing the fuck they were going to have.
That motel, something old, did not have an electronic key to access the rooms, but conventional keys, of those of large keychains with the room number. In a moment I had to go to the toilet and pass by his table. The key to his room remained on the table, so I could clearly see the room number (116). And that vision was fortunate, because on my return the couple was gone. That's why I tried to speed up my dinner and go to my goal ...
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I'm sorry, I forgot to turn it into mp3
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I personally like them and prefer old hotels, much better than the most modern ones for certain purposes. In the old hotels there are no security means such as cameras in the corridors, which allows a fundamental freedom of movement. Also the access doors to the rooms are usually light and usually have a gap sometimes at the bottom that allows access from the recorder to the room which in the final result is sometimes as if it were inside the space. Of course, I will not reveal my recording techniques or the equipment that I can use depending on the establishment. "My hotel", the Persal, of which I have already told you repeatedly, is another story that one day I will have to report, but not now. Suffice it to know that it is "my space", my comfort zone and the spring of so many good times. If you ever go to Madrid, stay in Persal you will find yourself comfortable and taken care of in your stay, you will enjoy a stay in a friendly and unique city, the hotel service will be pleasant and attentive and ... maybe you can hear in this forum.
This sound is not from Persal, it belongs to that other group of charming old hotels, located in a quiet, mountainous area. The typical weekend hotel where people move to regain strength, take long walks in the countryside, taste good food dishes. Also to fuck.
I did not see this couple. I did a survey on the 4 floors of the hotel, carefully, cautiously. He had discovered some previous sound, but nothing sexual. I passed a room, I think on the third floor, and heard a conversation from a middle-aged couple, maybe in the 35s or 40s it seemed to me. They commented on things of their day, a walking route that had broken their feet, how well they had lunch and how economical the menu had been. I listened to him giving her kisses (on the neck?) And as she said "don't be heavy, be calm". But those kisses, those caresses and perhaps the occasional touch, must have given their results. They fucked in a calm way, which gave me to understand that they could be a stable marriage or a couple and not the typical lovers taking advantage of their moment of intimacy
This sound is not from Persal, it belongs to that other group of charming old hotels, located in a quiet, mountainous area. The typical weekend hotel where people move to regain strength, take long walks in the countryside, taste good food dishes. Also to fuck.
I did not see this couple. I did a survey on the 4 floors of the hotel, carefully, cautiously. He had discovered some previous sound, but nothing sexual. I passed a room, I think on the third floor, and heard a conversation from a middle-aged couple, maybe in the 35s or 40s it seemed to me. They commented on things of their day, a walking route that had broken their feet, how well they had lunch and how economical the menu had been. I listened to him giving her kisses (on the neck?) And as she said "don't be heavy, be calm". But those kisses, those caresses and perhaps the occasional touch, must have given their results. They fucked in a calm way, which gave me to understand that they could be a stable marriage or a couple and not the typical lovers taking advantage of their moment of intimacy
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The staff has long been my base camp, the place where I got many of my recordings. I already described my personal history with that hotel a long time ago. It is a small, cozy establishment, with a very attentive service and a structure that allows good recordings. My visits are regular. And in all this time I have been able to create personal links with the different employees.
She was an exuberant woman, somewhat low perhaps, where her ass looked impressive and with powerful tits, perhaps on the occasion of breastfeeding, long brown hair and thick lips from which we all ask who we are going to eat the cock A beautiful woman, breaker.
It was quite a while that I had to be on my guard until I got some result, but I think it was worth it ...
She was an exuberant woman, somewhat low perhaps, where her ass looked impressive and with powerful tits, perhaps on the occasion of breastfeeding, long brown hair and thick lips from which we all ask who we are going to eat the cock A beautiful woman, breaker.
It was quite a while that I had to be on my guard until I got some result, but I think it was worth it ...
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juste sublime MERCIIIIIIIIIII
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Nice records, especially 2 and 3.
Nr 1 is also good, but the quality.
Nr 1 is also good, but the quality.
The moans always bring me back to life.
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Two girls. The Persal Hotel had just arrived two girls holding hands, around 25. The one who lagged behind wore a summer dress stamped in white and blue flowers, with a green background, had a nice body, perhaps not very tall, but her long brown hair, falling on her shoulders, gave her a special style. The dress showed a generous cleavage that allowed to appreciate the beginning of not very big but firm boobs. A very pretty girl, with a very sensual air.
The other girl, the one who came to the reception to check, was somewhat taller, not much taller, with short hair dyed mahogany, wearing jeans that highlighted her round ass, powerful, but not excessive. Her tits were bulkier than her friend’s, it was clear, even if she tried somehow to hide them in a wide blue blouse. From time to time, while performing the registration procedure, he looked back to observe his companion, making some mockery of complicity, gestures that seemed to say without words "Relax, honey, we’ll be alone soon and I can fuck you...".
That image of both girls, seen from the chair where I was, was very promising. I tried not to miss detail. The girl who waited carried a small suitcase that moved insistently by rolling the wheels around her. It was anxiety, nerves, possibly desire, or maybe all at once mixed up. It’s true that the registration took a little while, it seemed to me as well. I should have known the room where those young women eager for sex would pour out all their love, so I was ready to go up in the elevator with them, bumping into them, looking like I was going to my room too, to locate the place where I had to put all my efforts in capturing the intimacy of them.
It had to be precise, my access to the elevator should be at the last moment and so I did. They had already pressed the floor (the third floor). It seemed polite when I gave them the pass to leave the elevator first. They went to their room. I had already located the room of sin and there began my work.
I was lucky enough to pick up two meetings, one almost immediately upon their arrival and the other already at night, when they returned from dinner.
TWO GIRLS (first meeting)
The other girl, the one who came to the reception to check, was somewhat taller, not much taller, with short hair dyed mahogany, wearing jeans that highlighted her round ass, powerful, but not excessive. Her tits were bulkier than her friend’s, it was clear, even if she tried somehow to hide them in a wide blue blouse. From time to time, while performing the registration procedure, he looked back to observe his companion, making some mockery of complicity, gestures that seemed to say without words "Relax, honey, we’ll be alone soon and I can fuck you...".
That image of both girls, seen from the chair where I was, was very promising. I tried not to miss detail. The girl who waited carried a small suitcase that moved insistently by rolling the wheels around her. It was anxiety, nerves, possibly desire, or maybe all at once mixed up. It’s true that the registration took a little while, it seemed to me as well. I should have known the room where those young women eager for sex would pour out all their love, so I was ready to go up in the elevator with them, bumping into them, looking like I was going to my room too, to locate the place where I had to put all my efforts in capturing the intimacy of them.
It had to be precise, my access to the elevator should be at the last moment and so I did. They had already pressed the floor (the third floor). It seemed polite when I gave them the pass to leave the elevator first. They went to their room. I had already located the room of sin and there began my work.
I was lucky enough to pick up two meetings, one almost immediately upon their arrival and the other already at night, when they returned from dinner.
TWO GIRLS (first meeting)
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TWO GIRLS (after dinner)
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"BE YOUR OWN LEADER, YOU FEEBLE BERK!" -- 1980s London graffiti
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Wonderful, ther sound is very intense
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Portuguese A totally uneven couple, he maybe after sixty and she, elegantly dressed, with brown hair and very well-groomed nails, raised in shoes with stunning heels, would be around 30. I absolutely rule out that they were a couple, maybe occasional lovers or they could have a boss-secretary employment relationship or something similar. Cordial but distant in the treatment between them, reserving without doubt for what would happen in the hotel room.
The action begins on the 7th minute, I suppose that there would be preliminary, kisses and caresses that are not appreciated
The action begins on the 7th minute, I suppose that there would be preliminary, kisses and caresses that are not appreciated
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I will never get weary of your sonds, very nice work
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That last one was fantastic! Those moans were so hot, and just the kind I love to hear.
I think the story was also a big turn-on - there was something naughty going on there given
the age difference you described.
I think the story was also a big turn-on - there was something naughty going on there given
the age difference you described.
"BE YOUR OWN LEADER, YOU FEEBLE BERK!" -- 1980s London graffiti
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It was the end of May and the heat was beginning to be present in Benidorm, a coastal city in eastern Spain, well known for being a cosmopolitan holiday spot. They had me for work in that area. The next day I had to be in Valencia, having to make a visit in Benidorm. They had been hard days of work, and, as I arrived there at noon, and the visit had the late afternoon, I decided to find accommodation for, after lunch, rest a while and also to make night there before continuing on to the next day.
It was the end of May and the heat was beginning to be present in Benidorm, a coastal city in eastern Spain, well known for being a cosmopolitan holiday spot. They had me for work in that area. The next day I had to be in Valencia, having to make a visit in Benidorm. They had been hard days of work, and, as I arrived there at noon, and the visit had the late afternoon, I decided to find accommodation for, after lunch, rest a while and also to make night there before continuing on to the next day.
While I was grooming, I heard someone in the room next to mine. It was the voices of a young couple. I paid attention, the girl could be heard talking and talking (she wouldn't stop talking). I must have been around 22, no more. In the meantime there was also a sound kiss. It was incredible, it seemed that they were in the same room that I occupied. There was a moment of silence and with nerves, I tried to locate my tape recorder. I went out into the hallway and put the tape recorder in the doorway. From time to time my opposition listened to her groans, at first shy, then much more evident. I recorded more than her fucked (I cut the file), but I found it curious and exciting when at the end she says to her boyfriend "as you have put me, I will wash" (she would have come in the mouth? in the tits? where ?
It was the end of May and the heat was beginning to be present in Benidorm, a coastal city in eastern Spain, well known for being a cosmopolitan holiday spot. They had me for work in that area. The next day I had to be in Valencia, having to make a visit in Benidorm. They had been hard days of work, and, as I arrived there at noon, and the visit had the late afternoon, I decided to find accommodation for, after lunch, rest a while and also to make night there before continuing on to the next day.
While I was grooming, I heard someone in the room next to mine. It was the voices of a young couple. I paid attention, the girl could be heard talking and talking (she wouldn't stop talking). I must have been around 22, no more. In the meantime there was also a sound kiss. It was incredible, it seemed that they were in the same room that I occupied. There was a moment of silence and with nerves, I tried to locate my tape recorder. I went out into the hallway and put the tape recorder in the doorway. From time to time my opposition listened to her groans, at first shy, then much more evident. I recorded more than her fucked (I cut the file), but I found it curious and exciting when at the end she says to her boyfriend "as you have put me, I will wash" (she would have come in the mouth? in the tits? where ?
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Thanks so much for the recordings. I loved the married couple and the 2 girls the most. But nevertheless, the are all enjoying.