Her whimpers and moans getting louder as she began to grind her pussy against my face. It was like an electric shock going through her body when I ran...my tongue over her hymen and she was getting wetter and wetter. My hands were moving over her belly and tits, caressing and fondling, her pussy so wet her juice was dripping down my chin.I lifted her hips again, “come here, boy, get a shot of this.” I spread her legs wider and put my face next to it, her juice still dripping from my chin as he. No, this time she would do it. This was the time she had been waiting for.She had a three-day lay over in Chicago and she did not have any other fellowworkers to worry about checking up on her. This was a service and she had nothingto worry about. She was not going to go back to the hotel and do it by herself,she wanted and needed someone else, maybe even two or three people to be there,doing it, guiding her, encouraging her, forcing her. Yes, today she was notturning back. Very pretty young. .nothing....I did it again , lingering longer, breathing into her ear as our cheeks touched...pulling only slightly away, we looked at each other....then kissed, our lips hesitant to part.My heart ...among other things...nearly bursting out when she whispered“Is there some where we can go.....quieter....uhhh, so we can talk”Talk, yeah , we stepped into my room lit only by a bed lamp, and from the second the door closed, I had her backed against it, our lips touched and we immediately began. "Hi there, How was you day" "Not bad although I was rushed off my feetthis morning." I collapsed onto the sofa next to Sarah. She moved alonga sat next to me so I put my arm around her and hugged her. One of thenicest things to come home to I found was a loving hug, it made all thehassle of work worth it."I rang that shop today to arrange your appointment, they do it in halfday sessions so I booked you in for Saturday afternoon. That will giveyou time to go to the hotel first. You need to.