I cannot control my hunger any longer and begin kissing you, hoping you don’t mind. You don’t, you kiss me back. I quickly work my way down ...o your cock, which is sprung gloriously hard and thick. I try to control my excitement and begin by gently kissing all around your maleness, sucking on your balls and licking your shaft, but I am quickly overcome with desire and take as much of you into my mouth as possible. You moan and I think I might cum right then. You begin to. The door came open. She just stood there, looking so sexy in anticipation of getting her pussy filled. I quickly rolled over under a bedspread, and she just stood there naked, I don’t know if he even saw me. He just stood there staring with his mouth open. She looked at him and just yelled “What the fuck! Don’t knock! What the fuck do you want in here you little perv!?” She made the whole thing his fault, classic. “Stop staring at me asshole! Get the fuck out of here!” He quickly stepped back. Her lips were so soft ... just like I remember. We kissed again ... and again. She slid her tongue out to find mine and we french kissed. I missed her ... So. So. Much. I grabbed her ass and she let out the cutest moan out of surprise but she wouldn't stop kissing me. My pussy was wet and my clit was on fire. She knew that. She let her hand follow gravity and her fingers gently but with confidence pressed against my wet pussy. I moaned and kissed her like never before. She smiled, proud to know. “I follow the war on cable television every day. I am just glued to my seat. It’s amazing, considering how few of our boys have been injured there. Now you tell your father that if he ever comes to visit you, he can stay here for free,” the woman said gesturing broadly with her hands as she talked.“I’ll let him know that,” Mike said.The woman turned to head towards the little house at the end of the path. As she walked, she said, “It sure is a shame that President Archer isn’t running for.