"I wanna touch your boobs, too," said Kristen as she tugged at her friend's t-shirt. Courtney was wearing a robin's egg blue bikini top, and it contra...ted nicely with her sun browned skin. "Wow," Kristen said. "I think your boobs are even bigger than the last time I saw you."Courtney smiled and turned around so her friend could untie the strings that held her top in place. When she turned back Kristen could only stare speechless at the sight of Courtney's sensational C-cup tits. Courtney. It may get a little hairy, but we do have to talk.”I nodded. “It’s a good thing you’re smarter than me,” I said. “I don’t want you to leave ... ever.” There, I’d said it.“It’s going to take some work, Mister,” she said, her hands still squeezing my shoulders. “Not just you, but me too.”I sighed in relief. “Okay ... so ... can I offer you a glass of wine? It’s almost happy hour.”“I don’t give a shit if it’s ten in the morning, I’m ready for a glass of wine,” she laughed.I laughed too, feeling. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I was cumming hard. You pulled out of me and sat back for a moment to rest. I was trying to catch my breath when I feel your hands grabbing my hips and pulled them up, where my ass was in the air. I had no clue what you were up too. You then lay on your back, pulled my hips down on your face and started licking me. This way felt so good I was having multiple orgasms right then and there. I grabbed your hair, pushing your face deep into me; shoving your tongue. It took maybe five minutes before my cell phone went off. I have it set so that it will act like a home answering machine, where you can hear the person leaving the message after the beep."Honey, ... Jack, ... Look, ... I know that was something that you didn't want to see, Baby, but you just have to come back and let me explain. There is an explanation.Please Jack. Please Baby, please call me back. I love you!"She repeated that call and some variation of that message many, many times. I.