With her legs still dangling over my arms, I pulled them nice and high, yanking her pelvis close to me. I reached down and pulled my boxers up and to ...he side. It took quite a bit of stretching to get myself free. I wasn’t the biggest guy in the world (6 ½ inches) but I had never been more hard in my entire life. I grabbed my shaft and used it to and slap the head of my cock gently over her pink pussy lips. Lexi let out the sweetest little gasp and her hips gently pushed towards me a bit. I. Her hair is a mess, sticking up on one side and matted to her face on the other, and there are red marks on her neck and shoulder where my mouth got a little too rough. Her pubic hair is wet, and there's a creamy substance stuck at the bottom of the triangle and trailing off into the engorged labia that are snugly enveloping my hidden cock. I can't help but snicker a bit at the sight."What?" she asks, breasts heaving with her elevated breathing."It's just... you look so different than when I. Still nothing! I froze instantly, she started to move and I thought she would wake up. I held my breath in complete shock. I didn’t move but she did! I thought that I was busted, she started shifting around and I turned off my light. Like I was going to hide! Yea! Right! I could tell she had changed her sleeping position. When I finally had the courage, I turned on my flashlight. I about had a heart attack! She had taken off her underwear and now her crouch was completely exposed to me. I. It was slow work. On the second last day of my holiday, I finally persuaded him to go to bed with me. We had two nights together. He was a gentle lover. We made love most delicately once each night. Being how I was, I was not carried away by our sex, but I still gave Jurgen my address when we parted. He promised to write. He worked for a company that had assigned him to a branch office in South Africa, and he was leaving for his posting after this holiday. Although he seemed to like me, I had.