Nicole swung her braced leg around, preparing to stand up. I stopped her with a gesture, then reached out and tickled her toes, which were curled up i... a way I found very seductive. “Don’t bother; I will open the door,” I said and reluctantly withdrew my hand. “Thank you, Peter. Who could that be?” Her eyes flickered worriedly. A blond girl about Nicole’s age was standing outside. “Hi, I’m Hanna,” she said and winked mischievously at me. “Nicole, is this cutie your boyfriend?” she cried out and. He fucked for a minute or so and all the excitement of the evening made him explode deep in me. He moaned as he came deep in me leaving gobs of hot cum deep in me. He pulled out and went in and sat down on the bed with his cock still semi hard and cum streaks dripping down its shaft. I pulled my thong up, walked to him, went down on my knees and started to clean him. I could taste myself on his cock. He pushed my head down on his cock and hissed again how badly he has wanted to fuck me since. Should I compliment her eyes? I didn’t quite feel up to complimenting her dress and the implied compliment to what lay beneath it. She spoke as I dithered and took the question out of my hands. ‘So why is it that such a handsome man would come alone to this place on Valentine’s Day?’ I felt foolish having to set out my reasons in words. Particularly to a woman that I did not know. Yet, something about her told me to tell the truth and that she would somehow know if I lied. ‘So, this isn’t a. ' She spread her legs apart and pulled up her dress. Her panties were gone. In their place, I saw a glistening pussy, sopping wet. I had never seen her this turned on. She had never been this wet before. I put my nose in the deepest part of her pussy and sucked and licked. My face became slick with her juices. I kept licking as she demanded 'Do it. Do it. Don't stop. Eat my sloppy cunt.' Suddenly she clamped her legs together and grabbed the back of my head pulled me hard into her hot steaming.