’ Amanda returned the hug and then pointed to a door at the opposite end of the hall. ‘What’s that other door?’ ‘That’s Sean’s, and I gu...ss yours now too, home office,’ said Kirby. ‘Thank you both. We’ll see you at dinner.’ Amanda said as she turned and headed for the doorway to the bedroom. Entering the suite, Amanda saw that its footprint easily took up a quarter of the top floor of the house. Not seeing Sean, she began a solitary exploration of the suite while she searched for him. The. “Oh yeah,” he said as the fabric cleared her crotch and he could now see that she was clean shaven. As she lifted one leg to get it out of her suit, he put both of his arms between her legs and got a firm grip on her ass. She put her foot back down to get her balance. Her feet were fairly wide apart because of his arms between her legs. Hank kissed the inside of her thigh and gently moved up toward her honey pot. He bit on the inside of his lips so that they pinched her inner thigh as he slowly. She started bucking trying to get to that point that she had never been. My tongue swirled around and around her clit, and as soon as I thought there was no turning back, that she was going to come, I slide my finger into her ass. She screamed, writhing on the bed, bucking wildly, my face getting covered in her juices. I kept licking her clit as the spasms receded, her body going limp on the bed. But I was far from done with her.I positioned myself between her legs, my hard throbbing cock just. I was sweating after the busy day in the French sun and my feet were sore from waiting tables all day. The owner of the restaurant was there too, a handsome Frenchman in his late 30s. He had tanned skin and an excellent physique, which pierced through his tailored black shirt, muscles bulging as he counted the cash behind the counter. As I leaned over to pick up a fork which had fallen, my jeans ripped right on the ass crack, with a loud tearing noise. 'Ooh, looks like you need some new pants'.