A minute later she checked and saw his little bubble pop up. He was typing! No response. Why? What was he typing? Why did he stop? Why wouldn’t he r...spond. Fuck, couldn’t he tell from the winky face that she was being playful?>>... Nothing. Why couldn’t just reach out to her? Was he playing a game? Was he sick of her? Why?“Screw this, I need to go for a walk.” Kristen was really getting to like Florida weather. Maybe it was a little too warm to wear long pants, but that suited her fine. Short. "Well thank god for whoever it was they thought they saw; I'm sure it saved that girl even more pain," I said.It had been a long day so we decided to get some sleep and headed to our rooms; I was happy that Patricia joined me.We were all up late the next morning, but breakfast was ready soon after; we ate pretty quietly. We ended up in the living room discussing the Agency, what we would do with it knowing what was going to happen soon. We figured we could use the Agency as cover for some of. As she passes me she leans down to by my ear. ‘I want another drink.’ She stuffs something into my pocket. Taking a sip I lift my lips to her, and the cold liquid is kissed from me. As she sits down, I move my hand to my pocket. My fingers brush warm silk. Moving it around a little I realize what I’m holding. I tilt my head and gesture for her to come close. She shakes her head and makes the same gesture towards me. I lean into her. Again I feel her words tickling my ear. ‘I don’t cum too one. My involuntary moans started as the feeling built in me. I could feel my nipples tingling and my clit humming. As my breathing accelerated I felt the sensation of her mouth open and slide over my clit. Her tongue swirled in circles and lapped up and down my lips. It was too much and I came quickly against her mouth while she fucked me rapidly with the vibrator, pressing it against my walls with wide circular motions in my cunt. My orgasm was a long one with wave after wave rolling.