I then proceeded to go behind her.The view was remarkable as her gorgeous little ass and pussy was in the air. Her tiny asshole was a deep reddish col...r and adorable as hell and her pussy lips were swollen from arousal. I then spread her swollen pink pussy lips apart, giving me full view of the most gorgeous, beautiful clit and opening I have ever seen. Her tiny clit was also swollen and her lips and opening was coated in her juices. I leaned forward and took a breath in. Her scent was. He kept sipping his wine and staring at the note in indecision. “Fuck it,” he suddenly thought, “if this is her decision I’m going to at least enjoy it.” He stuffed the note in his breast pocket, took the last mouthful of wine in one gulp and strode out of the restaurant. He came up to the receptionist and asked for the key card to room 615 that had been left for him as Holly had instructed. The receptionist checked his driver’s license for ID and gave him the key card. “Have a great stay,”. Stacy and Zoe were people, individuals with their own personalities, their own dreams and standards, yet they had deferred to him every time. If he made a decision, they were sure to back him even if they might have private reservations. Was this a by-product of the link, of him being the lynch pin in their group? Or did they defer to him because they really thought he knew best?He found that he really needed some outside advice, some third party that could be objective about this. He wanted to. Lizzie had made her way out onto the dance floor and now was moving to the thumping bass of an old-school dancehall tune. Pritkin felt himself getting hard watching Lizzie’s hips swing, her body moving in a subconsciously sexy way. Pritkin knew Lizzie didn’t think of herself as sexy, but he most definitely did. With her eyes closed, body swaying in time with the music, her hair swishing back and forth and a light sheen of sweat coating her skin, Pritkin could think of nothing but the way her.