She couldn't remember the last time they had made love.He still expressed his love for her by supporting her every wish, her dysfunctional family, and...her career. He still showered gifts on her for those "special days" ... the passionless anniversary, Valentine's Day, birthday.Thanksgiving and Christmas were filled with attending to her dysfunctional family. One brother was addicted to gambling to the place that he had borrowed money from every relative and every in-law. He'd lost his first. I sat back in the same chair again as the women appeared to be ready for a break as well. I fell into a deep sleep only to wake at some ringing sound which once I come to my senses I grabbed the phone only to hear some guy saying "It's past check out time. Do you wish the room for one day more?" I think I said "Ya" and hung up but I wasn't sure. Shelly was flat on her back sleeping soundly and when I looked around I noticed Carly was gone. I went to get a drink and there was a note from her. The more she worked Ahmad’s cock over with her tongue and lips the more intense Ahmad made her pleasure. She knew that her third orgasm as a woman was beginning and this time she carefully paid attention and enjoyed every second off it. As she was just getting over the hump of it the cock in her mouth jumped as if it had a life of its own and her mouth was full of cum. Nagwa lost count of the number of times it pumped, but she had quite a mouthful. She liked the taste. But the feeling of raw. I want to ponder all the thoughts that might be stored there inside your head, wonder what is making you tick, how you feel. I watch your lips move silently speaking to a ghost in your head and I feel an incredible urge to touch your lips with mine. Taste those words, see if by putting them onto my lips I will know what you said. I move closer, I wet my lips with my tongue, then I gently let my tongue pass over your lips tasting the smooth surface that is dry. Ever so softly my tongue traces.