I hungrily tongued her inviting pussy. She had pushed her pussy deeper into my face. “Now its your turn”, she said hungrily. She had raised one of...her legs onto the edge of the bed, helping her to easily part her love mound. Her left hand now at the back of my head making me grind my face into her pussy. Her right rubbing my semi-hard cock. My left hand was massaging her stiff exposed nipples, she’d already taken off her blouse. She began gyrating her hips as my tongue delved deep into her. I was a very confirmed bachelor and over those years none of my relationships had lasted over six weeks and those were basically ‘friends with privileges’ relationships. Which made me wonder even more why my mind kept going back to Lucy. I did not expect to see them often, in fact I would not have been surprised if I never saw them again before I left. Yet that morning they were at my campsite waiting for me to return to ask me for suggestions on places they could explore. They said they had. His eyes scanned the airport and saw nothing of her dazzling beauty that was impossible to miss. But he looked again nevertheless.Worried, he checked his watch again to see that he had read it properly. Desirée was never late and if she wasn't here now, then it meant something was wrong."Waiting for someone, handsome?" said a familiar, sultry voice.Mark looked up. "Priscilla. What are you doing here?" Little Dezzy couldn't make it, Darling. She was otherwise occupied, shall I say?" I'm. ”“You don’t have to do that,” I assured her softly and abandoned my drawing, taking her to bed instead. We made slow, gentle love that night, each of us losing ourselves in each other. When I came, she cried out with me, each of us professing our love for each other before we fell asleep.I was going through my classes Tuesday without much thought to them when the PA called me to the office mid-morning.I arrived, wondering what I’d done to deserve this and was shown into the conference room. Mr..