I stumble a bit as he releases me but catch myself on the bed. He bears down on top of me pulling my hands up over my head and stretching my body und...r him . He kisses my nipples, rasping his stubble against the underside of my breast, then nips lightly and moves to the other one as I gasp and arch. Frustrated at my inability to reciprocate, I widen my legs and push my mound up against his ridge, as I squirm sideways to escape his grasp. He just laughs and moves up to kiss my mouth. He moves. I smile, “No I have had enough sex for one day. Even though Chris’s Mr. Happy isn’t.” “Ok by that you mean his cock right?” He says smiling. “Yes,” I said smiling “Fair enough.” He pulls me in and kisses me softly but then pulls away licking his lips then he stares back at me holding my hips an arm’s length away. “What’s wrong?” “You have something on your lips.” I lick me lips and think for a sec but I don’t taste anything so I ask, “What does it taste like?” “Not sure I’ve never tasted. She entered a little deeper into the woods to find the perfect spot. Then just ahead she heard the sound of footsteps, a snapping sound of someone walking on the lush woodland floor. She stopped, at first disappointed that she would not be able to find a private place for herself. Slowly she edged forward and reached the top of a small hill from where she could see what was happening in the woods below. To her surprise there were not one but two young men in the small clearing ahead standing. The lift stopped and he guided you along the corridor to the right; you were, rather surprisingly, aware of the quality of the carpets and fittings in this hotel. Your senses were heightened because of your anticipation of what was about to happen. He used his key-card to open his hotel room, guided you in with his hand still on your shoulder, then he put the ‘Do not disturb’ sign on the outside door handle and closed the door, clicking it locked. He turned to face you, a confident half-smile.