Jean was anxious to see him and as she closed the blinds she turned to him, "Did you enjoy yourself last night Kevin?" It was a stupid question and sh... knew it. It was obvious that he had enjoyed himself. Kevin smiled at her, "That party was a blast Jean. Cheryl told me on the way home that she didn't think she was capable of doing the things that she did, but she enjoyed everything. I think she's found a drug that she can't get enough of. How about you Jean? Do you have any regrets?" Jean. The feel of her tongue on my lower lips sent my body into sexual overdrive and I lost all ability to speak. All I could do was moan lustfully as she propelled her tongue into my soaking-wet pussy. Mmmmm! I moaned as she began thrusting her tongue in and out of me. She may have been a stripper, that did not mean she could not have made a fortune as a hooker. But I forgot all about that when I felt her tongue leave my cunt. What the&hellip, I started as I peered down at her. She ignored me and. He paused beneath the shade of a particularly mighty pillar and surveyed the landscape. He was tall, a whole head higher than the average valley-dweller and his skin was tanned a deep bronze colour. His hair was bright as platinum and fell across his broad shoulders in an unruly mane. In the midday blaze, his powerful muscles shone with sweat, rippling as he moved. He was naked, save for a loincloth, a simple necklace of red beads and a strange gold bracelet on his left wrist. It seemed to have. I decided it'd be ok and perhaps end up a fabulous night of lovemaking even though to see the outfit laying on the bed I thought I'll look like a cheap whore.We went to the car and I asked him where would we be eating at and he said we're going on a bit of a road trip. This had me intrigued and he said there would be little chance of anybody recognizing either of us because after all here I was really looking like a cheap prostitute. We finally arrived to a out of the way place that wasn't all.