There was a young lady at the desk.“I’d like to get a room.”“Sure. Not a problem.”I handed her some cash and she gave me the key. I walked b...ck over to my vehicle. Betsy was waiting for me.“Ready to have something to eat?”“Sure.”Betsy got out of my SUV and we walked over to the restaurant. It was some greasy spoon restaurant. It was late in the evening, so we walked over to a booth. Betsy sat down and I sat in front of her.A waitress came over and handed the two of us our menus.“My name is. "Christine wiggled her hips, tempting the dog between her legs to go to her cunt. "C'mon, Laddie, lick my pussy for Tracy. C'mon, boy. Lick my cunt!" She heard the excited whimpers of her friend; it sounded as if they were in the same room."Ooooh!" Christine gasped when Laddie's tongue swiped through her wet pussy. His tongue immediately received a coating of pussy juice-a filmy sheen of fuck cream. "Ooooo, Tracy. His tongue is so wet and squiggly!" She rocked her hips, swirling with joy.. She suddenly remembered the mess her apartment was, and turned to him, dropping the chivalry act. ‘Er… my apartment is a mess. I’m sorry.’ He also seemed to drop the act, though he was still polite. ‘Don’t worry about it, its fine.’ He smiled, and she felt better. She tossed her bag onto the couch. ‘Lights,’ she said, and the room lit up. It was indeed a mess. Not really a dirty mess, though. It was more of an unorganized kind if mess. Her clean clothes were piled in a corner, books and. The moon was almost full, surrounded by thousands of stars on this cloudless night. Alternate streams of warm and cool air gently swept through me as I sat down on the old familiar driftwood log that had become my favorite resting place. I watched the mirrored face of the inlet smile a thousand grins as the wind danced across the water. The rhythm was hypnotizing. I leaned back against a huge rock, closed my eyes and listened to the flow of the water against the rocky edge.Apparently I had.