The corduroy of the couch brushed at her fingers, heating them as she rubbed her hand this way and that. She paused, nibbling her bottom lip, feeling ...he bite of her own teeth sink into flesh. She could feel the time ticking down, getting closer and closer… A loud honk made her jump, nearly catching the scream in her throat, somehow she made it to the door and opened it. She stared, blinked, and stared more, the man blinked back, ‘Order a taxi miss?’ Forcing a nod, the words left her easily. The afternoon sun is slanting through the window illuminating your slumbering body. My head is beginning to clear from the effects of the Scotch and I slip silently into the bathroom to freshen up. When I return, you roll over and groggily say, "Is that you, Monique? You are wonderful."I kiss you lightly on the lips and say, "Yes, it's me and the pleasure was all mine."It's late in the afternoon and I suggest we get cleaned up and go for a bite to eat. "Will we go out en femme?" you. Candace grabs the handle of her bag and begins wheeling across the room. “I’ll take this room, dad. You take the one on the right. I’m just going to freshen up a bit. It’s been a long trip.” Wheeling his own bag back to his room, Scott calls through the door “I think I’m going to get changed into my trunks and get in the water.” “Okay, I’ll join you in just a minute. I’m going to get my stuff settled in here, then I’ll be out.” After Scott changes, he walks out on the deck. He walks. He could smell the clean woman scent of her in his nostrils and it excited him.Becky was watching him a little tremor of forbidden excitement coursing over her body. He couldn't be going to actually put his mouth to her quim. But she saw him lower his head and his hot breath blew over her soft hair. She shivered at the feel of his breath over her mound. She was reaching to shove his head away when his hot wet tongue laved right up her slit and over her hard nub.Oh she had never felt anything.