We are going to a resort." "What kind of resort?" "What do you mean?" I asked, with a smile. "The kind with pools, hot-tubs, beaches, bars, restauran...s...the good kind of resort." "Sounds nice," she said. "The kind of place that I can take you up to our room and stick my little thingy in you." "Well, first off, your thingy is not little, and secondly you can stick it in me whenever you want." "What about me poking it where ever I want?" I smiled, "That too." We turned off the beach highway and. A large bar with a counter that ran almost the whole length ofthe wall; the restaurant was adjacent and parallel. The section to theleft had the usual variety of tables for two, four or more. This wasvery upscale and the menu pricing reflected it. The chef too was gaininga great local reputation. Overall, it was an in place.Liz's small counter with computer was right at the entrance. She couldtake them to their table or point them to the bar. There was a smallstool on which she could sit when. In every way. She gave me no time to think as I saw her move into me. Her mouth kissing and licking my clit. I loved the feel of my skin rub against her body. My legs parting for her to lick me better. To go deeper. Faster. ‘Don’t stop,’ I pleaded. I moaned trying to repeat her name. ‘Ohh Jen! Don’t Stop.’ She licked me faster. Her fingers now entering me. I gasped and reached for anything to hold on to. My body twisted as she pushed deeper and deeper. ‘Oh baby!’ I bit my lip. I felt like I. This time it was my turn to return the favour. I opened her pants and slid it down and removed it completely. What a beautiful sight it was! Such a milky thighs. It was an adrenaline rush which went through my veins. Her panty was visibly wet. I slid it down with my teeth and down it goes to the thigh and then to toes and finally it went off completely!My tongue was in action now, moving in and out of her vagina and tasting the wetness all over it. It drove me crazy and wild. I went with the.