Beads of sweat were lining her head, and her mascara was a smeared mess on her face. The red lipstick that was supposed to last for a full twenty-four...hours; didn't, and it too was smeared across her freckled face. And I'm sure I looked a hot mess too, but I can't see my own face, so we'll just leave it at that.The text message ring on my phone scared the piss out of both of us, as we were in a euphoric state, and the light from the screen lit up the room."Who's bad timing is this?" my lady. I caressed the smooth skin I had discovered, like an explorer marveling over a chest of golden coins. His skin was pale and soft. The perfume of his very being clouded my thoughts and it wasn't until his wandering hands found me again, that I was pulled from my reverie. He kissed me simply on the mouth. No grand gestures and attempts to impress me. Finally, a man that realized what it was about. I ran my hands down his torso and paused, thumbs resting about the line of his trousers, still. She…looks like a hobo. You need to put that good dick smile on her face again.”Claire hopped out of the pool and grabbed a towel.“That would be nice, but Alex is madly in love with little Sam. I don’t think I could convince her to be away for a few hours, let alone a few days.”“Try.”“I’ll think about it.”“Fine, old man. I’m going to check on Sam and Alex. See ya!”Claire threw her towel on my head and went inside. What she said makes a lot of sense honestly. Alex and I could use a break. We. As my shuddering stoppedand I slipped out of her now, stretched-wide bottom, I lowered my headto her soaken pussy and licked her clean. We stretched out on the bed,side by side, and fell into a light afternoon slumber.When I awoke, she was staring at me, her hand wrapped lightly around mystiffening cock.“Good, you’re awake, ” she murmured with a wide smile as she swung a legover me.I inhaled sharply as with one motion she buried my rampant cock insideher warmth. Seeing her breasts move as she.