Faced with the prospect of not fucking Monica caused me to rethink my views on eating pussy. Reluctantly I agreed.“Take your tongue and lick my puss... lips. At the top of my pussy is a button called a clit. Pay special attention to it. You can even suck it like a small cock. Then insert that tongue into to my pussy and work your magic,” she said.Doing as she instructed, I found a very wet pussy, and liked the taste. When I made-contact with her clit, she yelped and jerked. I took her clit. He said the thing I felt I couldn't say, not at the moment."Well, you haven't really had sex before," I said. Then, after a brief silence, I added, "It was nice." In truth, it was better than nice, it was great, and I knew I'd never forget my first time. But, as moments passed by, I couldn't deny I felt guilt growing inside my chest. Another minute passed before I said, "We should probably dress, so we don't get caught."He nodded, got up, took off the condom off his limp penis, and while he put. ”“See,” Mandy replied, “it was meant to be.”The clerk just printed out a receipt and said, “Well, in any case, you’ve got a room for the night. Just don’t you go disputing these charges later. You had a chance to read the full contract before agreeing to the room. ... And I warned you verbally in advance that it would be expensive.”“I understand,” she replied. “Just give me the key so I can get some sleep.”The clerk handed her the receipt and a standard motel electronic key. The image printed. His voice reverberated, through her like a sonic boom. She found herself wondering what he’d be like in bed. She quickly shook that thought off, and went back into the house. When she was inside, she went over to the window to watch, not within plain view, but off to the side. The more she looked the more aroused she became, before she new it she had her hand inside her panties rubbing her throbbing clit. She just had to have him, and wondered if he felt the same way too.Her mind was.