“Good morning?” she groaned her response before collapsing back into her pillow from tiredness and disbelief that the night before was reality. He...laughed before he got out of the bed so he could go to the bathroom to relieve himself and to get a shower. By the time he re-entered the room Jolie was sat up in her bed. He smiled at her while he rubbed his hair with a towel; the rest of him was completely naked. “Make yourself at home then,” she stated sarcastically. He laughed again. “Thanks,. With mouth open, I secretly used my tongue to tickle that clit. She just kept coming, and I kept licking. I decided to slow it down a bit now. She is positioned so that one leg was supported by the banister, and I was able to tongue kiss her pussy as if I was giving her a French-kiss on the mouth. She loved the slow, intimate nature of this technique and proved my theory by beginning to tremble. The shaking started with her legs and quickly spread to her mid section and pelvis. She’s coming. I walked over to Carole's bedroom mirror and looked at myself, stark naked apart from these dirty tan tights. I rubbed my hands up and down my legs, loving the feel of the smooth fabric. I turned around and massaged my arse, bending over and pulling my cheeks apart so that I could see my winking arsehole in the mirror. My erection was immense. Fuck it, I thought, and I started to wank my dick, looking at my pantyhosed legs and cock in Carole's mirror. I imagined myself fucking Carole, Carole. She wrapped her legs around my waist, my hands on her bare bum, holding her up, and we stumbled like some mutant animal to the table, a big old solid teak slab atop eight rough legs.I lowered her bare bottom gently to the cool surface, and relaxed her body back on the table, grabbing a cushion from one of the chairs to rest her head. She was supported to the knees by the table now, her nightie hiked up to just below her breasts, her skin a deliciously bronzed shimmer in the low light, knees.