” She started to kiss me more vigorously and parted her lips. It was the only invitation needed as my tongue ventured inside of her mouth beginning...that beautiful tug-of-war the French were so smart to invent. I picked her up and placed her on the counter. Overcome with need, and want, from being starved of love, I flipped her sundress over my head as she leaned back. My tongue slithered from clit to perineum and back again to her already throbbing clit. I tasted her on my tongue, wondering if. When he saw me lifting my skirt, he couldn’t help but stare at my legs. I said that he should see the blouse in a bright light like in the hallway to the washrooms. I didn’t mean it literally, but that’s how he took it. He reached out his hand, helped me to stand and led me to towards that hall. When we got there he stood me under the light and backed up a couple of steps. Then he suggested that I move back a couple of steps too so the light was more in front than downward. As I stepped. Plus they would pay her, she did not say how much but she did say she would need to be there for 2 hours which seemed a long time to me. I agreed to her doing it and Sally kissed me sweetly and gave me a wank telling me about all those big sexy rugby players feasting their eyes on her body.The night of the stag do came along and Sally dressed sexily in lingerie a thong, short skirt, see-through white blouse and very high heels. I said I would take her there and wait in the car park until she. " Sorry, I am just so glad to be with you honey. I have really looked forward to this trip.She rinsed of the soap by quickly dipping herself once again and I followed shortly after. We were both eager to return to the tent and dive down our sleeping bags. After such a day with many kilometers and alot to carry, sleeping sounded like a very good thing. When she had wiped herself dry and skipped into her underwear she quickly hurried back to the tent with me just a minute later. When I entered.