I need to let my tongue flutter softly, gently over your sensitive skin, making you jump and moan. Just when you’re going out of your mind, when yo... think you can’t take any more pleasure, I will roll you over and make a feast of your dick again, stopping just when you’re about to blow. It’s not that I don’t want to taste that hot cum; I want you to save it for me. I want you to pump your sperm deep inside me, to be driven to unload your ball juice deep in my pussy because you crave me so. I allowed her to rest for a few minutes before remarking, ‘I guess I won’t need ear plugs after all. Your thighs make excellent mufflers.’ When she didn’t react to my joke, I looked over to notice she had fallen soundly asleep which I took as a compliment, attributing it to the intensity of the release I had given her. —=== 000 ===— My next conscious thoughts occurred when I felt a coldness in my crotch and I awakened to the hiss of whipped cream being sprayed onto my groin. I looked up to find. "Ginny was 18, 3 months going on 19, and yet I felt at ease enough and with tears streaming down on my face told her everything. About her mother's one sided opening of our marriage, about her getting hooked on sex with others while cutting me off, up to the moment of Joyce trying to seduce me the previous evening."Have you known anything about this, Ginny?" It was quite obvious that things are not OK with you and Mom, and your moving to Jon's bedroom clinched it. Knowing that mother is absent. Getting our stories straight first, we walked in and asked about the weekly and monthly rates, finding much better pricing than I had expected – but still a lot of money. We headed back into Portland, and found a Day’s Inn for our immediate need.We also used the ‘Lost our luggage ploy, ‘ which worked again, and we were shown our room, to which we thanked our bellman. Sari, dropped herself on the bed, getting her pants off, then going into the bathroom. She came out, with only her panties on.