As we will be staying in a regular room, we will use yours for the celebration.” On Friday, Don headed home early to be sure they would have plen...y of time to get to the hotel. Cindy had packed one suitcase for the two of them. “Mathew sent the name of the hotel,” said Cindy. “Good. Let’s get going then,” Don said as he picked up the suitcase. “There’s one more thing. Mathew says we are not to wear underwear and that you are to fuck me before we leave.” Don put the suitcase down and started. "Silly ... What's remarkable?" It's so ... dense." With his thumbs he parted her labia. "Lovely..." Rich, you are too much. How can you say I'm lovely there?" It's true." He stroked her slit with the back of his index finger. "You have a delightful, little pussy." He spread her again, worked his face between her lips, inhaled her musky scent and kissed her clit. "Mmm..." Oh, gross!" she exclaimed, "How can put your face in it?" It's your natural perfume, and it's sumptuous. I'll be one happy. My hands start to roam my body in the way I wish they were roaming hers. Her soft pink nipples point out and up as she caresses them and rubs them with body wash. Just when I think it can't get any better, her hands start moving towards her lower region. My hands naturally start to rub further down my body in sync with hers. "What is this little tease doing?" I think to myself. If she only knew how badly she was making my pussy throb. Slowly she starts to slide her middle finger into her. ‘The place is yours.’ ‘Including the bed?’ Oh, God. . . yes! He put me down on my bed, sitting up, and unbuttoned my blouse. I went for his zipper. ‘Take that out,’ he said, ‘and you have to suck it all the way.’ I looked up, distressed and apprehensive. I thought that he meant it. ‘I do,’ he warned and it made me shiver. I rubbed him instead. When my blouse was off and he had my brassiere, I let him stand me up. ‘I’m not–‘ I got out, before he shut me up. His finger was in my mouth. ‘Ethuse.