That night, as I lay in bed, I kept thinking of Lisa's soft lips on mine. Skip was asleep, so I quietly fingered my pussy. I could feel myself getting...wet as I massaged my clit. I wanted to cum, but I was afraid I'd wake Skip up and he'd ask what was going on. So I just slowed down and gradually drifted off to sleep with my hand on my pussy, Lisa on my mind.As the days dragged by, I realized that I couldn't wait for Skip to leave town. Finally, Wednesday came and I was excited to be able to. It is so hard and still feels so soft against my palm as I milk it slowly, making more of his shiny juices flow out of the hole in the middle of its head. My tounge darts forward and I taste him; letting the drop flow onto my tounge where it lingers while I close my eyes and spoil my taste buds for a moment.My heart leaps with joy as I hear him ghasp when my lips close around the head. One of my hands finds its way down to his smoothly shaven balls while the other moves up and down his shaft in. After gathering enough dry branches, I managed to start a small fire to keep me warm, and off to sleep I went.………………………After such a long journey, I expected myself to fall asleep till afternoon, but it was dawn when I woke up to the most beautiful voice I ever heard, echoing in the distance with a song that took my heart away without me even understanding any word of it. The voice filled the emptiness of my soul, and I could feel tears starting to form in my eyes, tears of beauty. I started. I moved her butts here and there and suddenly upward and I could feel the love juice. I try to drank all. She moaned “I want the big tool now. Put it inside. Fill me with ur juice”. With a slow movement I moved my head to her tits and my penis over her pussy. I made slight touch over her pussy and moved my body gently so that it brush over her pussy. She could not bear that. She begged ” Don’t do it. I could not wait”. While doing that second time she captured my penis with a upward thrust of.