Knowing how my ex is and how horny she gets, she made that ride seem like 10 minutes. She climbed in the back seat and started whispering dirty though...s into my ear while fondling with my pants to grab a hold of my cock. She wanted it bad. Surprisingly her friend was cool with it. She was actually watching in the rearview mirror here and there on the way to the hotel. Which turned me on even more. While receiving some head in the back seat, I was so close to exploding in her mouth and her. Afolabi extended his hand to her while placing his other hand on her shoulder. The touch of his watch felt cool and somewhat exciting to her for some reason as she rubbed the crystal face along with his black hand. Afolabi was pleased that she was more relaxed. "Miss Candy, this tent is so small to my frame. Let us go outside and walk over to the waterfall so I can stretch my legs if you will. I will then explain to you why some things occur in this retreat.Candy was feeling more high by now. One day at a time, because time moves forward, dragging you behind it like Achilles and Hector. The universe doesn’t care about your love life, or your loss. Doesn’t care that you can’t think straight. Doesn’t care that you can’t stop replaying that moment. Doesn’t care care if they left you, or you left them. It doesn’t care if it was for the best, or justified, or conceived in conceited self-absorption. It just goes. The world spins on, the sun rises, sets, and rises again. You are just. . My mouth opened to you, rejoicing at your taste, the feel of your tongue sliding into me, seeking all the most sensitive places there. My hands roamed slowly over my silk covered skin... gently tracing the soft curve of my shoulders, the contour of the muscles in my upper arms... down my sides... my hands were the instrument, but it was your touch that I felt.When your hands found my breasts I whimpered with relief at the sensation of your warm hands finding my tender flesh and hard little.