Of ripe melon."Thank you. I think I'm sufficiently combed already," she said, looking over her shoulder, where some torn hair strands hung. I picked t...e strands and threw them into the bin."And now the teeth," I said.She nodded, then lowered her head thoughtfully.We went into the bathroom and stood before the mirror. There was a toothbrush on the shelf above the sink. I took it and squeezed paste on it."Galia, you should open your mouth."She glanced at me, then managed a smile and gaped. Paige looked up at the sky, which was slowly fading in color and light level."I think we should bust into one of these rooms, and spend the night. Explore more in the morning."Hope nodded in agreement. Paige came up to the blue-colored door and grasped the handle, but it would not turn."Locked." Paige said, and holstered her pistol, preparing to draw back and pummel the door open."Wait!!" Hope said, grabbing Paige's arm. Paige jerked her head around, looking at Hope with a wild gaze until she. The whole evening was like a page out of a travel magazine, advertising the perfect romantic getaway.As we stood there on the porch, an incredible urge began to sweep over me as if someone were pouring warm oil all over my body. I was now only seconds away from being free to let my desires run wild, and my heart had already begun to race in anticipation of all that was about to come. As I fumbled for the keys, like a young man on a first date, you gently brushed up from behind me, sliding just. ...I love the feeling so much”. “Mmmmm......that gives me an idea.....”, I thought. We kissed and stroked each other for what seemed like eternity, loving every minute of it, until the urge got to me again. In the position we were in, it was an easy thing to lift her left leg up and place it above my hip, to lean over to stroke her thigh, and finger her pussy. She still felt like velvet, and as I continued to finger fuck her, I could feel her pushing back at me. Slippery with her juices, my.