He looked at her face; she was breathing heavily and moaning quietly. He began to rub her pussy, slowly at first, up and down. She moved her body slig...tly as he touched her and let out small gasps of pleasure. He lent forwards and kissed her there. She closed her legs suddenly. “What’s wrong” he asked“Sorry” she replied “it’s just… new” she opened her thighs and allowed him to go down on her again. She was enjoying these new experiencesHe began to lick her in long strokes from the bottom of her. Whatever. But there is one thing she is definitely not: an archaeologist. Where the hell did this woman study? Who taught her to explore historically immeasurably valuable temples with dynamite and pistols? In this respect she is worse than Indiana Jones and that means a lot. But we also have to certify that she is much better looking than Professor Jones (whether senior or junior).Anyway, we come to point two: This story is NOT about the Lara Croft of the reboot of the series and if possible. She continued to suck as I felt one hand leave my arse cheek. It was making its way to my friend who was next in line. Then shome the experience. With one hand she exposed him as she had me, without missing a stroke sucking my dick and the other hand now gently rubbing my arsehole. I could have cum there and then but this was too good to cum so soon - I didn't want it to end. However Nat had other ideas. With her mouth full of cock she mumbled "if you're going to be able to get hard again cum. I put her to bed, and go into the washroom to take a piss. My cock being still hard, it takes a while for me to get the piss out. As I am pissing I look around and happen to see her tiny little panties next to the bathtub. She has a habit of taking her dirty little panties off before her bedtime bath, and leaving her little panties on the floor, instead of putting them in the laundry hamper. With my cock still very hard and hanging out of my jeans. I pick her little panties up, and start to go.