I have to admit that I cried on the way home. Thenearly three-hour drive was arduous emotionally. Ispent the whole time thinking of the year I’d...spentwith Sarah. All of the good times and bad, all of thetimes we’d made love, and argued, then made up bymaking love. All the movies we watched together, allthe meals we shared, the conversations. It was allover. Then I realized that about half of the memories I’d hadof us were during the time she had spent a good time oftime on her. "All righty, ladies andgents, our next stop is beautiful, sunny Jamaica!"Charlie and I grabbed our bags from the back of the Ford while Lortonand James went into the hanger through a side door. A few moments laterthe bay door creaked opened, and a sleek, blue business sized jet cameinto view. James motioned us over and we hurried across the tarmac tothe waiting plane. He grabbed our bags and handed them to a man whostowed them in the underbelly of the jet. Gesturing towards thebathroom, he. Sarah had one hand on the back her tormentor’s head, the other covering her mouth as she tried to not orgasm. She was at the point of biting her fingers to divert attention and thought she had it, and then that damn kid did it; he sucked her clit into his mouth, & at the same time began pumping in & out of her, and that did it. Her hips bucked on their own as the wave washed over her, and she tried to not make too much noise.I let my fuck-toy finish her convulsing, and I slowed y fingers to a. She looks down at your crotch and notices that you are alreadyaroused. She orders you to put your hands on your head and spread yourlegs so that she may inspect you. You do so. She walks around you,eyeing you up completely. Before you realize it, you find your sensesfalling prey to her scent. It’s an almost hypnotic perfume that you meltinto. She casually runs her hand around your back and chest until she hascircled you fully. Then, she backs away from you, facing you. Her.