Her body was something else. The tone of the girl was jaw dropping. The star tattoos on her hip lines might as well have been arrows pointing down s...ying fuck me. I got up out of that pool, marched over to her, spun her around, and shoved my tongue down her throat. I took her curly hair which was somewhat straightened from being wet in my hand at the base of her scalp and pulled her head back running my tongue down her neck, tasting her skin as I bit it. I reached around just below her ass. We both paused momentarily before allowing ourselves the joy of the deep and satisfying penetration and we both gasped as my body swallowed the full length of his cock in one smooth movement. I shifted my position so that I was straddling him and he could fondle my breasts. I used my young supple body to make the most of the hot cock that I had inside me and although I wasn’t experienced at fucking, I knew that I was enjoying it and was grunting softly with every thrust. I was massaging my clit. Some of the faces were different, however. Mike Steele had left ARI, and that had become a standard lobbying and think tank outfit. Frank Stouffer now ran Adrianopolis/Stouffer; Marty was semi-retired and living in Boca Raton with his fourth wife. Brewster was still running his outfit, but he was starting to think about retirement, too. Mindy was now in charge of AIP. Let’s face it; the old gang was all beginning to get a little long in the tooth.Part of that extended to personal friends, also.. He had been sitting for only a few minutes when he heard a light knock on his door."Who is it?" He asked."It's me". Called back Sara through the door, "Can I come in?" Just a minute." He called back, hopping out of bed and quickly throwing on some shorts from his drawer. He walked over and opened the door, Sara standing there looking upset. She followed him into his room, shutting the door behind them as she entered. Mark walked back over to his dresser before turning around to see her still.