He kissed me again, deeper. As he was kissing me he turned and put his hands under my legs and behind my back. He picked me up as if I were a feather ...WOW, this guy was strong) and set me across his lap."Your first lesson is just in kissing. The fires of love are sparked by the softness of a kiss. I want you to kiss me Alison, give me your best kiss."I reached up tentatively and gave him a light kiss on the mouth."That was a wonderful kiss Alison." He said. "But it could use a little bit more. She gasped as she stopped on Clark’s hips, getting the full effect of Clark inside her. Clark had never felt this way before. He had been with many women before, but this was a different experience. The way Kota alternated the slowness and quickness in the rocking of her hips as she pumped up and down was a wonderful feeling. To Clark it was like the thrill of riding a roller coaster as his heart raced and his body heat made him flushed. It was an experience neither of them wanted to end. It. She just gave me a soft grunt and maybe a weak giggle and sigh when I pointed my dick at her soggy pussy and pushed all the way inside. Jesus! She was still tight as hell too! But I just wanted to get my cock good and slippery with our cum and after a half dozen long, slow strokes I pulled out and brought my cockhead to her asshole. At least Lisa was relaxed and I'd gotten her butt pretty wet with my spit, but I wished we had a big tub of butter as I started pushing my cock past the ring of her. I think they call it a photographic memory.’ I ordered a rum and coke, and wound up talking with her for about an hour, as the hotel wasn’t very full that night, and the bar nearly empty. She told me she was 34, hadn’t been able to afford college, and had worked as a waitress at this hotel for eight years before being trained to be a bartender. Married once, but divorced before having kids, and a single child like me, her parents had died three and two years earlier. We commiserated over our.