Do you want it?"I traced his lips with the tip of my tongue. "Mmmmm... I want it real bad. I wanna taste it... I want to feel it. I want you to squirt...your hot cum all over my face... in my mouth" I slithered my tongue into his and moaned, "I want it dripping off my tongue."He kissed me hard, making me purr in his arms. He was so strong, so in control. I wanted to please this man. I kissed my way down his chest and slithered to the floor in front of him. Caressing his spread thighs, I looked. I kept thinking of you and the things we've said to each other. I imagined you between my thighs, the tip of your cock just inside my pussy while you stroke it. I imagined my cousin Lacey naked in bed with us. I imagined her straddling my face and slowly lowering her pussy to my mouth. I imagined how it would feel against me as she leaned forward to kiss you.She and I never did this kind of thing in real life, but now that you and I have talked, I imagined her leaning forward and my hands. "I felt the panties tightening at the front and realized I was getting hard again. My heart was racing fast; I couldn't believe what I was hearing. And I couldn't believe that underneath my fear, some part of me was excited for it.When I looked back up, Victoria had slid her own panties off her dick fell forward and hit me on my face. I was too nervous to even shield myself from it. I felt the warmth coming from it and felt it twitch a little. I saw a tan line of a bikini waistband wrap around. I quickly changed the topic, telling him that his first task would be to get me something to eat, as I was starving. He laughed, and we got dressed, packed up, and left the hotel. We found a greasy spoon on our way to the interstate, ate a quick meal, and made our way to Boston. I had several hours to mull over in my mind all that had taken place. I had given myself to him with no reservation. Afterwards, I felt no guilt. What did that mean? Deep inside, I knew. When we arrived in Boston, I.