Gretchen said with a firm masculine voice, “OK baby it’s time to love me up good” as Gretchen’s hands held the top of her head and guided her ...own to her fully shaven pussy. Alma always stopped to work her way around Gretchen’s pussy by kissing her inner thigh where it met her pussy and then alternating by swirling her tongue around Gretchen’s outer labial lips and kissing all around Gretchen’s pubic mound. She placed her palm on Gretchen’s pubic bone and rubbed her by gently massaging the top. She kissed my earlobe then my neck…I couldn’t wait I grabbed her waist…Pulled her near me…Her lips touching mine…She said“Oh, you are dominating breed uh… You will be a good fuck ““Of course I will be not just this 1 time every single time we engage in sex”She pulled my head and we lip locked…Her tongue was searching treasure in my mouth slipping through my saliva…Our tongues mingled we started playing them … Sucking them off…Biting them a bit…That was the best kiss ever…She was on her knees. We learned why the three day passes were so popular. We did not see or experience everything we wanted. We did eat at the Emeril’s in Universal and the Puck in Disney. We did not get to Epcot or the wildlife park. We did not get to the Jaws boat ride or the world of the wizard. We slept in the same bed both nights but we were too exhausted to do anything but kiss and cuddle. We were nude and I kissed her tits and she caressed my cock but we were both asleep before we got any further. We slept. " I butted in and talking with my croakiest voice, explained that I really did have a rotten cold and I wasn't about to leave her son anytime soon." Eventually I think I convinced her and promised to try and make it over some other weekend.Left on my own, the words began to flow and my typing skills could hardly keep pace with the ideas. My mind was totally engrossed by the life and problems of fictional Emily and I even missed a couple of meals to feel the pangs of hunger that I knew she would.