It was one of those nights that seem to be the introduction for so many movies and stories; you know the type of night I'm talking about: dark, no moo..., just stopped raining and now a thick fog is rising from the surrounding fields, causing every light to be surrounded with a misty halo.Betty and Sam, short for Samantha, had been visiting Washington, DC on vacation. After a week of being typical tourists, taking in all the sights and sounds of our great nation's capital, they were now heading. . . everything were just too . . . stimulating.” I grinned at her again. “I feel a bit bad about that, it's like I had all the fun.” she pouted. “We'll have chances to correct that,” I told her. I folded her into my arms, and just held her. A few moments later her breathing steadied and slowed. She was asleep. We lay together like that for about twenty minutes before I realized my arm had fallen asleep. I carefully flexed my arm trying to restore circulation without waking her. I probably. Goodnight," she said, prior to blowing me a kiss. "That's for you." We both lied down and went to sleep. Over that next week, neither one of us talked about what had happened between us. Although, she did actually shoot me quite a few lusty looks and knowingly let her panties show when our parents weren't looking. On that next Friday afternoon, I was in the shower stroking my cock. "Oh, those tits were great. I only got to see them for a few seconds, but it was a sight to remember always." I. It was pussy that I enjoyed first, but that was some four months ago now.I grabbed the dildo and I looked on it wantonly. I grinned and breathed heavily through my nose at it as I once more sucked it into my mouth. I kept thinking as I sucked on it that it needed to get into my little cunt and loosen me up.I pushed the dildo into me and with my right hand pushed it all the way up. My left hand caught the underside of my breast and I stroked it.I was watching the clock on the bedside table. It.