He was a fireman who usually worked away dealing with forest fires. When he had some leave we'd hang out. That night we drank and took a couple of Es....I asked him what he thought about my gf. He politely told me she was great and I was lucky to have someone like her. I asked if he found her attractive. He said she was beautiful, not like a lot of French women who can be very fussy about designer clothes and make up, just naturally beautiful. Again, he was very polite.I told him we liked to go. . A few quick twists had my thumb free of the tie on that side. The rest was easy, or should have been. A strong hand grabbed my arm and pinned it to the bed. I was quickly retied with the robe belt. At least I was not crazy and it was no ghost. Whoever it was had on some sort of head to toe body suit that allowed them to stand over near the curtains to be practically invisible in what little light came through the tiny cracks between the hotel curtains.There was another one on the other side. Moving quicky into a sixty-nine position, it was evident that Shelly was as hot to lick and be licked as I was. When her tongue made contact with the folds of my pussy, I swear electric shocks went through me. The way she screamed when my tongue snaked through her pussy meant she must be having a similar experience,I sucked her clit in my lips and sucked it like a small cock. Shelly was immediately racked with a hard orgasm.“Oh my god, do it again,” she hollered.“Not till you suck my clit,” I. And that’s assuming I do get rich and famous.”Keith laughed, probably at the idea of any of us getting to be rich and famous.“More like poor and infamous,” he said.“Seriously guys, If I get big headed over this, I’m counting on you to bring me back down to earth.”“You can definitely count on us for that,” Mike promised, “just how are you planning on coping without Cal for two months?”“Well, I’m going to be pretty busy, so I don’t see a big problem really. We’ll keep in touch by text and email,.