As she kisses and licks your spine you bury your face in the pillow to muffle your excitement. You feel her crawl off of you and then you feel your ch...eks spread. You try to look back when you feel the sticky substance and realize that she has rubbed cake all over your cake. She kisses and licks your cheeks before diving face first into your ass to lick the icing out. As you throw it back on her face she slides two of her petite fingers inside of you. Rubbing your g spot as if she had been. The next few days were equally frustrating, with different parts of my body acquiring annoying and itchy bites, but nothing where I wanted. I gave up for a few days when the weather changed and it rained.At last, the weather cleared, and I spent another evening in frustration with nothing happening whatsoever. The next few days were much the same and I was getting fed up with trying. I thought one more evening and if nothing happened, that would be that.I carefully dressed again then went out. The room had RGB led strips running on the edges of the floor and ceiling.She sat down on the bed. I sat on a bean bag, and we had a brief talk. After a moment, she asked if I smoked weed. And what else could I ask more from my life at the moment! I said yes and stood up to take out my stash box and a bag of weed.But she had already pulled out two joints from her backpack by then. She was really impressed with the stash box and stuff that could last another month. We smoked some joints and ate. We were served corn chips and salsa. The salsa was very hot and made us sweat. Joan would wipe the sweat from her chest, pulling the scoop neck further down. Sitting on a barstool was perfect for Joan to flash her mound. When the bartender took our drink orders, Joan bent down towards him as if to better hear him. He got an eyeful of Joan's breasts There was a dancer with castanets whirling around the dance floor. She was beautiful. The dancer was joined by an Argentinian gaucho. He was dressed.