Shestarted trembling as I lapped her pussy. I felt as if someone waswatching us and became even more excited as I sensed Susan becomingmore excited."I...want you to play with yourself, I want you to make yourself cum,are you touching yourself," Susan asked.All I could do was shake my head and groan. I had never heard Susantalk like this to me before. Looking up at Susan's face I could seeher looking towards the door and smiling. Then she closed her eyes andshuddered, as she started to cum.I too. It was a bit tightputting the shoe on over my sock but I quickly realized thatwith nylons on the shoes would be a nearly perfect fit! Iquickly put the shoe back and closed the closet door. I thenlooked at the dresser and decided to check further. I opened onedrawer and found shorts and socks. Another drawer had T-shirtsand more socks. I opened the top drawer on the other side andgasped at hitting the jackpot. The drawer was still filled,piled high with lacy, frilly lingerie! I then heard the. Her moans are getting deeper. Her arms wrap around his thighs, as she leans over and rests her chest against his body. Ass up in the air, breasts smashed against his dick, she starts moving against his finger. Her rhythm forces it deeper inside of her ass. The lubricant is slick, the movement is easy. Her opening is tight, he can feel the muscles of the opening clamping down on his digit as it moves in and out. He stiffens his index finger so that it becomes a mini-penis for her to ride. He. The voice on the phone ended everything he even might have wanted to do that day. Sixteen hours later, he returned to the hotel suite dead tired. Thursday morning found him staring intently again at that one classified ad in the Trenton Examiner. The muted voice of a sportscaster came from the TV. The hockey scores were ignored and room service breakfast was consumed with little interest. The paper crinkled in his lap as he rocked back and forth in the desk chair. Indecision clouded his mind..