An hour and a half later Tiffany dropped us of at the airport. A little more than ten hours later, Mit and I landed in Honolulu. We spent the next t...o weeks soaking up the sun during the day and making love every night. By the time we boarded the plane for the return flight home, we were both worn out. Mit finally admitted her pussy and ass were sore and needed a rest. My ego wouldn’t let me admit that I too needed the rest. Over the next couple of months Mit and I acted like a pair of. Finally I stopped rubbing her tits and pulled her up, moving my hands down further. When I touched her sex she bit her lip and turned her head to the side to look at me. When I looked into her eyes we leaned in and kissed, my hand cupping her pussy and my lips meeting hers as inexperienced as only two young children can manage. We kissed for a minute, my hand rubbing harder and harder until a finger slipped inside of her cunt. Then she gasped and stopped the kiss. The water was still running. " Such as?" The one I got a lot of pleasure from was once when she was tendering for a contract and offering her terms to the potential client. I sat at my desk behind him, opened my legs, put both feet up on my desk and masturbated myself to orgasm!" Did you do it because she asked you?" No," she said and looked closely at me, "I did it because she told me." Would you do anything if I told you to?" Probably," she smiled, "Try me."***"It's very short isn't it?" I said as we got out of his car. I groaned and tried to lift my hips so he was putting more pressure on my spot. He noticed what I was doing and lifted his hands. All of a sudden I felt him spread my lips and start blowing lightly on my clit.“Unnhhh,” I half moaned half squealed, that was torture. He slid his index and fore-finger down my lips and back up to the top of my vagina, as he reached the top again, he spread his fingers, and blew on my clit while he held me open. He continued doing this until I started to cry in.