Her fingers slipped into the open fly of my boxers to lightly caress my penis. It twitched and hardened more in response. “Maybe we can start with ...omething simple to release our tension and then see where it goes from there,” she suggested. “What did you have in mind?” I asked, still surprised by the touch of her fingers on my penis. Becky answered by pulling my cock from the confines of my shorts. Her tongue licked it all over, circling the head and running up and down the shaft. “Becky,. It feels so nice she throws back her head and closes her eyes, enjoying the warm comfort of the water and the sensual caress of the soapy wash cloth, when she feels a hand reach out front caressing her tits, and her tummy. The soft, slippery soapy touch is vaguely familiar, but she just lets it go on, savoring the erotic moment. Lower the touch continues, until she feels the soapy touch on her mound, then prying her swollen and probably bruised pussy lips apart, and tenderly fingering her. The seriousness of the situation reminded him of the rattle he had heard across the hall when entering his room. He asked, “Who’s across the hall?”“They’re my bodyguards. I have three of them in the three rooms across the hall. They were not happy about the fact that my room had a door they couldn’t guard.”“I can imagine.”“Speaking of imagination, what did you think of the Apocrypha?”“Well, the short answer is that I found them interesting. I fear that the long answer will take more time than. So, I was learning to do the same for this big stud. He couldn't take his eyes off me while I danced and he even licked his tongue whenever he saw my dickie down in the little black g-string. He liked licking me like my shaved dick was a sweet little clitty. Now, he was ready to lick me some more."Baby doll, you got a nice little ass on you," he said. "Come over here and let me put some money in that g-string you're wearing."Like a girl in a strip club accepting tips from a customer, I danced.