I thought nothing more of her (apart from regrets that I would not get to know her ‘better’) as I settled down to a quiet night in with only the T... for company. Then, about an hour after I’d gone back to the Hotel, the telephone rang. To my happy surprise, it was Anna. She asked if she could come up to see me, for a chat. The answer was out of my mouth before I could think, and she knocked on my door within minutes. She looked very sexy in her loosely tied blouse, short skirt, and sandals. I. .she set themoff to the side and reached in again and pulled out a cute little nudecolored bra. It was very delicate looking with lots of lace and a cutelittle ribbon detail between the cups. I assumed it was part of the packageshe had worn for her date with the man she was apparently taken with. As sheheld up the bra for us to see, I looked at Timmy to see his reaction. Hiseyes were opened so wide I thought his eyeball might fall out of theirsockets."Timmy is wearing panties and pantyhose. She was so shy and lacking in confidence, I didn't need to ask, I knew she was a virgin. In fact, asking was the last thing I was about to do. The plan was to plead ignorance. I look back on it now and feel really bad, but I can't say I regret it – I savoured every moment of it, especially the dishonest way I got what I wanted. It was bar night again the night I met her and I asked her to come along, confident that I would be deflowering her within a matter of hours. Truth is, I would've plowed. ” “Craig, you know where.” “No, where? Tell me.” “On my clit.” “On your clit, huh…well, it just so happens, I’ve got a hard on and I thought of your lips.” “Oh, baby, and where were MY lips.” “They were kissing my chest, licking my stomach, licking down to my balls and up to the tip of my dick, that’s where they were.” “Craig, baby, baby tell me more, sweetheart,” she said, her pussy beginning to swell with joy juice. “Oh, baby, baby, sugar goodness, I can feel your lips on the.