Elizabeth looked at her too. Megan gave us both a disbelieving look, like 'how dumb are you guys?', laughed, and reached over and pushed our heads tog...ther. Elizabeth and I both gave a little sob of contentment as our lips met in a kiss.I don't know how long we kissed. How long does it take to run out of breath? We both knew, I think, that she was not here for long and it might be our last kiss. From the frantic beating of her heart as I held her close, I knew she missed me as much as I did. " "I know you love it, your cock got so hard when you saw me naked. I'm surprised you didn't douse me right in the doorway. "I was afraid I'd scare you off if I did." I kissed him once again. "No, I couldn't be mad at you for a sexual reaction," I replied, leaning away from him. "Just how I wouldn't be mad if you shot your hot and sticky cum into my slit. If one of them did make it by the goalie, I'd want you to propose to me." He stopped movement completely. "And you'd say 'Yes.'?" I nodded.. ‘Just a carry on?’ she asked, pulling back a little. ‘Yeah, figured it’d save time.’ She smiled and kissed him on the cheek. So thoughtful. The drive home was fun. They talked on and on, but mostly, James stared at her. She was more beautiful that in the pictures. More beautiful than in his fantasies. She was slim, but not in an unhealthy looking way. Her long, silky auburn hair smelled of vanilla. The scent turned him on. She knew of course that it turned him on and had planned it that way.. When we got to my door, she looked back over her shoulder without breaking stride, “Don’t be long.” The smile was accompanied, I swear, by a little extra wiggle of her ass.I watched as I fumbled with my room keycard. She got to her room and looked around, most assuredly to make sure I was still watching, then disappeared into her room.She said, ’Get comfortable.’ For me, that means comfortable, well-worn jeans and a soft t-shirt. Definitely no shoes.I took my time, though every instinct in me.