Eventually, when his seed seemed to run dry, I closed my eyes and inserted two fingers into my still sopping cunt and slowly fluttered my fingers back...and forth. I was addicted to the feeling. I was sore from being fucked for the first time only minutes before, and my gentle fingering soothed my aches. I grew more and more relaxed and drifted off to sleep. I awoke to a rattling of the doorknob and the brightness of the sun in my eyes. Apparently it was morning already. “Hey girl, what--” she. Once again, my mouth was wide open, but drool actually dropped out that time. I ogled her like I'd die if I didn't.Even after ten straight minutes of that, I was burning up, but I wasn't about to stop. I kept my eyes on this chick the whole time, and I didn't get her name. I could tell a stranger her cup size, but not her name.That long staring session came to an end when she abruptly angled her head up and glanced at me. I immediately twitched and looked away, but instead of screaming, I heard. The two of us get on famously. Neither of us have jobs. Our life is 100% recreational. The gym, spa, salon, leisure club, shopping, exotic holidays, bars, clubs, restaurants, weekends away, a nice mix of all that plus generally lazing around and just chilling in our fabulous home.Our lifestyle is ruinously expensive. The rent on the flat is eye-watering and we spend money like water. What Cindy and I shell out each month on clothes alone would feed a third world country. But you will be. He's gently moving his mouth around and down your neck between the shoulder blades of your back, your thanking the Gods you chose the backless red number tonight. Still not touching, only his breath on your skin, you imagine what it's like to feel his lips, his tongue on your flesh and as your mind runs away with that thought your mouth involuntarily says '...yes..!'A pause, then his lips gently caress the small of your back, hardly touching, even so you are hyper sensitive for the slightest.