Fortunately, we were the only people by the pool at this point. That's when he took things to the next level."Well Billy," he said. in a husky half-wh...sper, "Want to come to my room for a drink?"I decided that a little alcohol might relax me a little so I agreed. We both put on our robes, grabbed our stuff,and headed to the elevator. We didn't speak as we rode to the top floor of the hotel. As we rode I thought I felt his hand touching my bottom through my terry cloth robe. Why wasn't I telling. "Tom accepted the envelope; "Th ... anks ... Mr. Jenkinson. Thank you very much." Off you go, I know you have something to attend to," the man smiled.There was something familiar about the yacht. He couldn't see the name, though."Ahoy?" Tom?" He saw a figure stand in the cockpit."Chrissie!" He stepped onto the plank and seconds later she was in his arms. "I'm supposed to..." Hush! You were supposed to come and find me. Just a minute, though," she turned and spoke into the saloon. "Jessica, Dave. I slipped my tongue behind the gusset of her panties, pushing it aside to get at her dripping pussy. I licked her outer lips, stabbing my tongue it to her hole which made her moan. That made me feel good that I gave her such pleasure. I wanted to do more so I started working on her clit, with not only my tongue but my lips. "Oh yes cunt, keep doing that." I heard her say. I kept moving my tongue over her pussy gathering juices, letting them slide down my throat. She started grinding her pussy. Her smile was large and beaming; enough to light up any room. She was maxing-out the girl-next-door thing, right down to some powerfully cute freckles, but she had a certain ‘needy’ vibe going, and that got this ‘old man’s’ mind spinning, but she WS a neighbor, after all, so at least for the moment, I tucked it away. Currently, she was in a gray t-shirt and yoga pants, with the front of her shirt being loose enough for me to see the budding outline of her breasts, but I kept my gaze.