"I believe people make their own luck," I said. "Just takes planning and opportunity."Vonnie looked thoughtful. "What time's Jan in tonight?" Not till...just after ten," I replied. "About four hours."Vonnie just nodded and looked very thoughtful, glancing at me speculatively when she thought I wasn't looking.We got back to the house and I opened the door to let her in, then despite her protests gathered and carried her bags up to our guest room."If you want a cuppa I can make you one as you. "I want you to make love to me, to eat my pussy. Please," I begged, "Eat my pussy, Shayla" Immediately she pressed her mouth against my lower lips, forcing her tongue into my cunt. "Oh yes, yes, yes Shayla." I put my hands on the back of her head. Not to guide her, you don't need to guide another woman, she knows just where you want to be touched and licked. But I wanted to feel her, touch her as she pleased me. And please me she did. Her tongue alternated between my cunt and my clit, getting. ”“But I want to feel it now.”I went to the bedroom and got a condom then sat back down. “Next best thing?”She looked slightly defeated. “Ya that will have to work.”I picked her up and took her to what was now our bed. I laid her down and my face went straight to her pussy. She moaned louder then the first night, as she started to get close I sat up and pushed my cock in. It was not as tight this time but felt amazing. She looked confused. “When I get closer I’ll put it on but I have to feel how. Then she started fucking me. Not like she had done before. This time her movements were languid and erotic. Slow, slow movements up and down. She supported herself with her left hand on my chest, while she masturbated herself. Did she have 3 or 4 orgasms? I do not know, I only know that each of them sent a gush of sweet-smelling juice down on my cock.I wondered how she managed to prevent me from coming, but she did. After her last orgasm she leaned forward and tenderly kissed my eyes and my.