“So, hey, Andrew left. You mind giving me a ride home?” Lisa asked. Or, those were the words she spoke. Everything in her voice and manner said, �...�Want to take me to bed?” I never bothered to clarify. I grabbed a bottle of champagne from behind the bar, walked out with her on my arm to my rental car, and drove straight to my motel. I poured us each a glass of bubbly in the sad plastic courtesy glasses provided by the motel. Lisa sat on the TV stand/dresser. Her long lovely legs were on. I just know I am behind in my rent to the tune of £550 and I have another payment due in a week."I told her not to worry. I would help her out with the £550 arrears and she could owe me. I knew she would be busy. Looking at her sat next to me in her shiny black Lycra leggings and floaty blouse, her hair pinned up. She looked so naturally sexy. I knew what she looked like in full make up as I'd seen her in our previous meet. She was actually very stunning. We decided to open a bottle of wine to. .. I watched him explore me as no other man has ever done. Places only my washcloth has been, not any man. I touched him as I could; however, I just kept going with the feeling, closed my eyes, and either played with my nipples, touched the back of his head, or grabbed the headboard as the pleasure increased. He put a pillow under my ass to raise my hips and then his tongue and fingers became one with my pussy. His tongue swirled all over my clit which protruded about the size of my pebble. Her tongue retreated, but only to allow her teeth a chance to attack. My tongue got startled by the sinful sharpness, and as it retreated, her teeth caught my lower lip. Her tongue darted out to tease the flesh that her teeth held, and it promised that it would tease any flesh that she caught.We both eased back, and our eyes met. Her pupils were hugely dilated, and she gasped a bit for air as her eyes intently studied my lips. When her eyes made it back to mine, she gave me a nervous smile. I.