Phoebe was very tall, in glasses, while Erin was at the other end of the scale and small. They were both skinny, in tees and jeans. No makeup or girli... adornments.“So you need a concept for an ice cream icon graphic?” Erin got straight down to business. She didn’t need glasses to look nerdy: she was intense.“That’s right,” said Zann, “it has bits of biscuit in it.”“And so far you’ve got one with tongues licking, one with just an ice cream cone and one that’s a brown and white shape. And it can. It felt so fucking good that I got lost in the pleasure and lust. I was enjoying it more than I could have ever imagined, and I knew that it wouldn’t be my last time experiencing such amazing sex.After a few minutes, he said, “Let me get on top of you.”Once I was under him, he placed his hands around my ankles and spread my legs wide open before pushing his cock back into me. He thrust deeply into me and rubbed my clit at the same time, taking me to an experience of sexual ecstasy.“Mmm, fuck!. We all dried off and dressed. The girls wanted to move on to France, Italy and Greece. We chose the train to get to France and paid for a private car. Since it was near dinner time when we boarded the train we got settled in our car and then moved to the diner car. The meal was wonderful, and we all enjoyed the atmosphere. After dinner we returned to our car and found that it had two bedrooms one with a double bed the other with two bunk beds. The girls played rock paper scissors and Dove won. He went to the gym regularly and played racquet ball. He had a nice tan from being on the lake boating with friends. I loved the thought of being in bed with my childhood friend and my forty-two year old boss. In the beginning, we wanted to give him the night of a lifetime but I had a feeling it would be the same for us also. Mark scooted up next to me and Britt was on the other side of me. Britt still moving in and out of me, Mark started to rub my clit gently until he found the place that.