I picked up where I had left off, taking one nipple into my mouth and sucking it while I squeezed the other with my fingers. She loves to have her ni...ples sucked - that's really her sexual ignition switch. She reached down, took my hard cock in her hand, and started rubbing it up and down. I removed my hand from her breast and moved it down between her legs. Her pussy was very wet, and it practically sucked my finger into itself. She gasped with pleasure as she felt my finger enter her. I. ” he said. I just laughed as I began to feel knots in my stomach. Scott handed me a beer, grabbed me by the hand and led me into the largest living room I had ever seen. “Have a seat. Relax a bit.” he said as he practically pushed me onto the couch. I managed to gulp my beer as Scott pulled up a ottoman at my feet and sat down directly in front of me. He sat with his legs gaped open, revealing part of his penis out the side of his bikini briefs. I felt nervous. “So, tell me about yourself.” he. I pleadingly nodded my head, looking her straight in the eyes. I needed this more than she knew.With a sigh of indifference she told me to put my hands behind my head. My stomach was actually jerking with my failed attempts to breath normally. It was finally, actually happening. All my fantasies, all my dreams, I was finally going to live them.With my hands clasped above my neck, my breasts lifted towards her."Beg!"I blink several times at her. Beg? But... but I was paying her?"Please, don't. Their online conversations these past few months had never patently breached the subject, even if the sexual tension manifested itself now and again through innuendos and double-entendres. Since Kristina had come off the train, they had been clearly flirting, with some touching, caresses even. They both expected it to happen, yet no one was making the first overt move. “Well…” Kristina got up and stood in front of him, undoing the towel which dropped to the ground, and said softly with a slight.