I want you so badly, it’s almost too much to take. Meeting you like this will distract me, I know what I must do. I slowly slide my hand up my milky...thigh and rub my palm gently against my smooth, shaven pussy. I can feel the heat and I know even without the shower I’d be wet. My hand finds my slit and eager fingers push past the fleshy soft pink lips. My fingers explore my wetness rubbing soft against my clit. The feeling is so intense and I flash back to a time when we were younger, kissing. Just simulate one. My friends will give you a big tip."He then pushed my face towards his crotch and I felt his dick through his pants. For some strange reason, my mouth watered and I began to kiss his dick through his pants. I left a great big wet spot. He encouraged me to continue so continue I did. After several minutes, I tasted some salty sticky substance through his pants. I was so afraid that the management might discover what I had done that I licked it up as best as I could. After that. “He split, years ago. We were in Catalonia – or maybe it was Tuscany. A very fit young trapeze artist joined us and, long story short, they went off together.”I’d opened a bottle of Merlot, and now filled glasses for Jazz, my wife, and me. We considered the girls to be a bit too young, although when there was just us, the girls were allowed a little wine with their dinners.“Anyway, it’s lovely to see you both,” I said, smiling. I wasn’t being false: Jazz and I had history – albeit about fifteen. " Edward said cheerfully as he took a good look at her. "I'll get the bags." he added as he headed for the truck."Thanks," Cynthia said. "I made up Courtney's room this morning and we'll put Nicole in..."Cynthia paused for a moment. Not for the first time in the last hour she considered the idea that Nicole and Courtney might be more than just friends. Did her daughter expect them to share a room?"Put Nicole in the guest room." Courtney interjected, much to Cynthia's relief. "You'll love it.".