He moved down and gently stroked my clit until it was hard and excited making my hot pussy spasm. Then I had an all-consuming desire to have his big h...rd cock in my mouth. I needed that big round head hitting the back of my throat. I needed to hear his moans of pleasure and see that expression of ecstasy on his face. I went down on him loving that beautiful perfect cock with everything I had to give it. Adoring it with my lips and tongue in exactly the ways I knew he loved and never forgetting. She immediately wished she hadn’t. True, this wasn’t the first hangover she’d woken up with on this holiday, but that didn’t make it any better. ‘I’ll have to get up and get some water down me, oh and some painkillers,’ she thought. She put an arm down to help lever herself out of bed. When her hand fell on something she wasn’t expecting, she remembered, ‘Oh, God! Jim!’ She looked across to her left, where he was still asleep. In the diffused light coming through the curtains she studied him. I had to stick around and talk to all of the endowment folks and the Rivermeadows management. I gave notes to our music director, who, miraculously found a much more competent bass player at the last minute. I was among the last to leave Rivermeadow when Christy texted me. “We’re at Tony’s. We’re sitting on the left side.”She said “we’re.” Cool, cool.It was easy to spot Christy, since she hadn’t washed off her stage makeup and looked a bit, well, out-of-place with such drastic drawn-on. Escorting was for girls in their early twenties, she had taken a job as a Party Girl, it was all they would offer at her age, despite being happy with the photo. They had not expounded on what ‘more’ would entail. But she had found out, the hard way. ‘Hey! Dreamgirl!’ she heard from over her shoulder, and she startled, closing the freezer door, seeing Lisa in the shining reflection. ‘C’mon, I’m gonna be late unless we get moving!’ she urged. Linda broke her trance and returned to the bedroom. .