"Hey," Aaron answered softly, looking around, "I don't think Irina would steer us wrong. Anyway, there is still quite a bit of time left for check-in ...oday and this evening; after all, it goes on all day every Saturday for the week-long stays. I get the feeling they are just arriving later than we did. That's all." Come on, Guys," said Rick as he approached with the bungalow key cards. "The guy at the desk says that the guide packet for the layout for the place and the schedule of activities is. Moments later, I saw her walking out of the back door and down the driveway without a shirt on. I was really surprised at this because we lived on the main road in town and at a busy intersection. There was sure to be at least a half dozen cars sitting at one of the red lights, and she had to come around to the front door to get to my apartment. A few seconds later, she came up the steps to my apartment and my heart went pitter-patter. She had taken off the sweat pants and was carrying them in. My head swam. I was desperate to taste it again. I was addicted. My tongue sought out more. Her hips twisted as she moaned long and deep. I licked and probed until I could find no more, but I knew there would be more soon.I felt her hands grip my ears and pull. I had no choice but to follow by crawling upwards. She kept pulling until her hands were over her head, my cock on her shoulder. Turning her head, her lips slipped over my straining, red, bell-end. Holding the headboard with my left hand. Fortunately it appeared that no one had responded to her cries, or perhaps the rows of books had muffled her sounds. She thought she saw someone duck back behind one of the rows out of sight when she turned around, but she realized that as paranoid as she was it could easily all be in her head as well. She continued with her show, rocking and contorting her body, as though dancing to music that only she could hear. She took a break at one point to respond to some of the comments from her.