Never entering, but just enough pressure to make me squirm. Shit.“There you are, Puppy. I knew you’d like that.” He did it again, just as agon...zingly slow as last time. I moaned in my throat, fighting to keep it from reaching my lips. Not. Yet. This time, when his mouth touched me, he pushed his tongue just enough to open my pussy lips to expose the wetness inside them. His tongue then dipped inside and explored my soft tunnel as if searching for something. I moaned aloud, pushing into. I was wet with her juice which she swept from pillow. I again sucked her from top to bottom and her thighs were wet from saliva and her rhythmic movement of hips were making me crazy and insisting to do more and more.I sucked around his anal hole and put my tongue inside her vagina and started to lick that like anything I parted her vaginal lips with my hands and tried to touch deep inside her vagina. She was crying in pain and was pressing my head on her vagina and I was fondling her breast. Maybe I only heard it that way. She sat back down on the lounge chair next to me.We sat there for a while. I drank my beer. Stacy was relaxing and watching all the guests enjoying their day.A little while later we were back at the room. Stacy stood at the bar counter reading or texting someone."Bill says he has to work until ten pm tonight and then has to get home. His wife isn't feeling well," she informed me. Great I thought. No Bill tonight! My chances just got better."But, he said he. When she was done digging into those muscles she began massaging my head and scalp.Phil worked all the way up my back making me feel like jelly then had me turn over. Once again he began with my legs and worked up my thighs. When he reached my dick he stroked my limp noodle until it was becoming interested then left it to move up to my stomach and shoulders.Silvia, who had been gently massaging my face went to my feet and with practiced fingers made my feet and legs tingle to the point my dick.