J. kept us on our feet dancing. Around 1 a.m. we called a cab to take us back to the resort. From our conversations on the way back I could tell every...ne was feeling extremely horny. Our friends told us a story about how they had sex on their balcony the night before and how great it felt being outside in the warm Mexican air. When we arrived at the resort we said our goodbyes and headed to our room. On our way to our room, I noticed a cabana on the beach that had a couple of padded layout. I had never eaten any girl out before, so I was just going off what I saw in the pornos, which to me just seemed like just random licking. I had been doing this for about 15 minutes, with only getting minor whimpers and moans out of her, when I felt my tongue flick something, that made her shudder deeply. I looked up and saw a little thing hanging out from the top of her pussy lips. At first I was confused, but then the word "Clitoris" popped into my mind, and what it was meant for. I quickly. We live within commuting distance to Manhattan but we moved here fairly recently from another state, and New York is still new to Julie. To my wife Manhattan is almost as exotic as London or Paris. To make a very long story short, we have slowly evolved an arrangement. I encourage Julie to buy quality "provocative" clothes in Thrift Stores (quality is the key, Julie balks at anything she thinks looks "trashy") by arguing that, since they are so cheap, it's OK if she never finds a situation. " the boy said."Hanna?" the cop asked, perplexed."Ask him to tell you why he wasn't in his car."The cop turned to the boy and waited for his reply."Because she opened the door and pushed me out, is why!" What? How did that happen?" the cop asked, surprised and puzzled."Because I had just put my hand inside her pants to see if she was wet yet, and she didn't like that, so she threw me out of the car."The officer turned to Hanna, "How old are you, young lady?" Seventeen." And you, buster. How old.