Two pieces of information were displayed. One, the time, stating it was 2:30am, on a Monday morning no less. Great, five hours till work. The second w...s much more intriguing… It was the Caller ID – Kate. He hesitated at the name on the screen. Kate was his best friend of more than eleven years, and he had last seen her under a wet and moonlit sky, saying goodbye. She was leaving on a whirlwind trip of London, followed by almost two years of service as a masseuse aboard a luxury cruise liner. It. ‘Well, you spent enough time memorizing it, both visually and by Braille.’ I ran my hands over her beautiful breasts. Even lying on her back, they were just over a handful. I gently rolled her nipples between thumb and forefinger. Then I bent to lick and bite all over her chest, finally moving to suck on those pink protuberances that I loved. ‘Oh, Jack. You treat me so good. I’m tingling all over. All over.’ ‘You taste so sweet yourself. I could feast at your breasts for a thousand years as the. He groaned at the taste, tongue savoring her before his lips fastened roughly on her clit. As he sucked and tugged, one finger thrust into her channel. He grinned, feeling her drip down his hand as he finger-fucked her.“Oh, Goddess…” Her body shook in the tension that had built up over the last several days, and her hips ground against his face. Wet muscles quivered around his finger, quivering that spread through her body. No pain, only pleasure. “Afodisia!” she praised, trying to nullify his. The air, already tense from the sex as well as the fears and nerves of Jane and John, suddenly exploded around the young couple. Jane collapsed onto John’s chest as he swelled and surged into her, triggering another orgasm in her. When they recovered their breath, they started to chuckle together and spent the next minutes kissing and hugging.The sun was lightening the sky when John opened his eyes. He was quickly alert, holding Jane tight, he realised a blanket had been put over them and from.