We parked, and walked into the office to pay and get the courtesy tour of the grounds. During check-in the lady told us about the day’s events, and ...ointed to the days erase-board that read "open air massages” that were available by appointment for half or an hour. I asked what "open air" was and the lady responded with; our masseurs use their massage tables out in the open, near the pool area. I said thanks and finished up the checking in process, and then a man arrived to give us the grounds. Tonya shuddered. I licked my lips as the soft pink cloth appeared, rolling down her legs, past her knees.And then they were off and I was lifting her skirt, exposing her blonde pussy. How many times had I stared at that cunt, pretending to abuse her while secretly hungering to do just this. I leaned in, breathing in her sweet musk, beads of dew appearing on her curls as she trembled.“You’re really going to eat ... Yes!”My lips nuzzled against her pussy, her pubic hair brushing my lips and chin,. Allison had also made up the spare room for me but let me get dressed and made up in her room where she had a big mirror and dressing table. "You can choose which room you want when it's bed time," she said, smiling playfully at me. Although I'd dreamed of being with Allison many times over, the last day had been such a whirl that sleeping arrangements hadn't even crossed my mind. I decided to give a playful reply. "Give me plenty of wine at dinner and I'll choose later," I said, looking into. We had grown up together until college. We were always playing as kids; studying as teenagers. We also explored the mysteries of sex together.Whereas Tom's parents were sort of middle of the road suburban parents, mine were ex-hippies and very forward thinking. I can remember Tom and I doing our own extra research after sex-ed classes at school by sneaking my parents' sex books and reading his tree house. Ok, we thought it was sneaking. They had really left them in site for me to look at and.