‘He is,’ Warren agreed. ‘But a great guy. They’re both wonderful people. We’ve known them for years.’ ‘Do you feel comfortable about bei...g here?’ Sharon asked. ‘Yeah, it is a comfortable place,’ I said. We chatted for a few more minutes, then Warren and Sharon wandered off to greet other people. Charles and I stayed beside the dance floor, a somewhat awkward silence between us, until the familiar opening notes of ‘Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy’ filled the room. I hugged him quickly and headed for. We were allowed because each room had two double beds and we were told to stay in our own beds.The real fun came about 3 days into the trip after we had come back from going round the big brand shops in New York. It was about 8pm and we had had dinner so this was free time to do what we wanted. Us and our group of friends decided to go into Abby’s room and watch a film so we did. At about 11pm we were told that we had to go back to our own rooms, but you didn’t have to sleep if you didn’t want. He smiled and reminded me of a time where I admitted that almost every time I shaved my pussy I got very turned on and normally masturbated to climax with the shower head water jets on my clit and a finger or two in my pussy.He leads me to the bathroom, kissing my neck and telling me he knew I had a long and hard week. That I was just to lie back and enjoy as he shaved my sweet little pussy. As I bend over to climb into the bath he pulls my ass back slightly saying he wants to admire for a. He pulled the coffee table closer to them and guided his naughty little girl over it, her tits hanging over one side, her pubic area pressed against the other. He smacked the insides of her thighs several times, indicating that he wanted her legs wide open. As she did so he rolled the panties up into a ball and pressed them against her lips, waiting only moments before she open her mouth to accept them, it would only hurt her bottom more if she didn’t! She tasted the saltiness of her juices in.