Unsure about what to do, Chantelle broke the silence, introducing me as her new friend. I started to pull on my top but was stopped by Charles who poi...ted out that while Chantelle had orgasmed, I hadn't and could he perhaps help rectify that situation. Looking to Chantelle, I was excited to see that she was nodding her approval and she grabbed my hand, taking me to the large bed. Charles stripped off, encouraging me to lose my skirt and panties. I knelt on the bed in front of him and took his. The place, especially with their immaculate 1936 Packard parked out in front, is now a tourist attraction, and all sixteen rooms are invariably booked for every day during the summer and holiday seasons. They hired an older married couple to manage the motel operations, while Charlie attends to things at the diner and things couldn't be smoother. Most of the old Awful Waffle staff from Port Lavaca quit there and joined him here with the new diner. With a veteran staff they hit the ground. I looked around the room and to my surprise i was alone i had fallen asleep with both of the on either side of me. On the Mirror next to the bed in red lipstick was written "Met us on by the hot tub, no need for trunks" I walked out of the room and followed the sound of thier voices till i reached outside, they where in the hot tub along with a guy and a girl who i had never seen before they introduced themselves as Hank and Vicky. Vicky was a ebony goddess she was tall and had long dark. I take that mouth with mine and I feel like I’m going to explode! The softness of her lips is heaven, the taste of her intoxicating. My tongue asks for entrance and it is quickly granted. She’s tangling her tongue with mine and tightening her grip on my hair. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her against me, practically yanking her out of the truck seat. I knew that Alyssa was a good kisser, but what she was capable of at sixteen is nothing compared to what she’s doing to me now. She.