Fuck me. Make me cum for you, please.” Her voice took on a higher pitch as she moaned her pleasure to the ceiling. She kept pulling my head toward h...r, making it harder to breathe but she was close so I could hold it together until then. “I love it when you finger-fuck me, Krista. I love hearing you slurp on my pussy.” I felt myself get incredibly wet at her dirty talk. My pussy tingled when she talked like that; she knew it would get me off, even without any touching. I moaned against her. "OH GOD!! I AM CUMMING TOO…HOLY SHIT!! I AM FILLING YOU UP SO HARD HOOOLLYYY SSHHIIITTT FUUUUCCCKKK CUUUMMING CUUUMMIINNNGG! FUUUCCKK YYYYEAAAAHHH!! UUUUGGGGGHHHH!!" By the time we stop, we are exhausted. Laying there together, holding each other, trying to catch out breath. Eventually, we make it out of bed, shower, dress and head down to the casino buffet to get some breakfast as both of us are starving by this time. Half way through breakfast, we start to discuss what we would like. .. all moving at the same speed. It was as if they were tied by cord ... like a gaucho's bolo. Two even had moons ... plural."I think that looks a little like Los Angeles in gridlock. You know, when an astronomer speaks of near misses he's talking about a hundred thousand miles," Gary said. "That's probably ... whoa! See!" What?" Vee asked.That was a field of reasonably sized boulders almost like Saturn's Rings and they acted like they were playing musical chairs ... when one missed a spot .... He got her feeling relaxed in his company within a very short time. They had dined together in the restaurant of his hotel at the end of the conference. It had been a very pleasant evening, and Karen had got to feel more unwound than for a very long time, thanks to Larrys easy way of talking to her, smiling and entertaining her. But, against Larrys secret hopes, there was to be no passionate night with Karen in his hotel room this time. She had not drunk much at all, and insisted on driving.