Oh, shit, I'm about to cum. Don't stop. Please don't stop. Please. Please. Please. Please. Pleeeeeeaaaase! Aaaaaaaaah! Oh, aaaaaaah. I'm gonna cum." ... She cummed soaking up my sheets but. She started reading some article. I was in the bed preparing to sleep. I asked her what are you reading, she told it’s suitable for her age not for a teenage boy. I became eager to know what she is reading and went near the computer. I read some word erotic and she closed the page.I asked her what is the meaning of erotic. I was so dumb and uneducated in a matter of sex. She ignores and told nothing. She told to sleep as it’s too late also we had to go to the office early morning.We both slept. Still, I was pleased with the room, which had a nice view over the city lights, a sitting room, and a separate bedroom with king-size bed.Linda excused herself and headed for the bathroom. I used the time to open the bottle of champagne I had left cooling in the ice bucket. I poured two glasses and handed one to Linda when she emerged from the bathroom. She folded her glasses and put them in her purse. I noticed that she had opened another button of her shirt, giving me a peek of the tops of. Marcia felt Greg's lips on hers and her arms wrapped around his athletic build. Her hands glided over his muscles and her tongue danced with his. Her desire and lust mixed with the love she felt for him and she sensed how much he cared for her. Suddenly she had a thought."We can't do this here." She said. "Jan or Cindy could walk in any time. Let's go to your room."Greg nodded in agreement and they rose as one and quickly headed for the door, holding each other's hands as though they were.