The night ended fairly uneventful although he got a little handsy at the end, but I was a good girl and left as soon as we arrived back at his house. ...eedless to say he called the next day and requested a second date. I was still hesitant to be involved with this older man, but I reluctantly agreed. He picked me up in a very nice, high end car. He had sent me a HUGE bouquet of flowers for Valentines Day a few days earlier so I decided to give back by dressing in a short skirt, with a low cut. Anticipating longingly the assault to come. The hot trail of saliva diverged from its southerly course, paying homage to my needy peaks. My moans of longing turned to shrieks of pleasure as first his hot, wet tongue laved my right breast in a slow spiral ending at my throbbing nipple and then his mouth consumed my flushing flesh, sucking as much of me into his mouth as he could before that same tongue flogged the tit cap relentlessly.Orgasm washed over me, surprising a lusty scream of pleasure. Then she orgasmed and collapsed down on me…I flipped her over and spread her legs with my knees and shoved my cock deep inside her…she didn’t even think to ask for a condom or care for that matter. I told myself not to cum inside her but she kept grabbing my ass and pulling me tighter to her..I told her I was going to cum and she went wild and told me to cum inside her….I couldn’t help it and I shot my load deep inside her with a grunt….I rolled off of her and she put her head back feeling her. I was happy to stay quiet. It was withreluctance that we returned to the car.Many of the roads in Snaefellsnes were little more than dirt tracks.Even with three locals, we nearly got lost several times. I wasn'tworried. It fascinated me, the strangeness like another planet. By thetime we reached the outskirts of Stykkisholmur, it was late afternoon.We stopped at a little petrol station for supplies. Dagur disappeared tothe loos, and Siggy and Kirtsjan went into the little shop to pay. Ijoined.