She got a puzzled look on her face and lifted it up and pulled out her panties. OH OH busted. She asked what I was doing with them. I said ‘Nothing�...� She asked ‘Have you been jerking off to my panties.’ I just nodded my head yes. She asked if I liked the smell I nodded yes again. She said I didnt have to smell her panties. I could smell her pussy. I told her that I like to lick the stains off of them. She said I could just lick her pussy if I wanted to. She stripped naked and laid on the bed. Then she took my hand and put it under her skirt where I could feel her shaved pussy since she didn’t have underwear. We kept kissing and touching each other at the table for a few minutes, until she reached into her purse and handed me her credit card. “Why don’t you take this and go get us a room,” she said. I said I couldn't use her card because it had her name on it, but she told me not to worry, the people at the hotel knew her well. I could tell by the smirking smile of the woman who. Leon stayed next to her, stroking her hair as he watched her even breathing. He thought she was an angel, as he lightly kissed her upon her forehead and let her curl up to him, as sleep claimed him too. Oksana woke on late Saturday morning, the hot sun creeping in through the shades, feeling a pressure on her arms. Her eyes opened sleepily to see Leon had stayed by her side through the night, and that he was stirring too. ‘Good morning,’ she said lazily. ‘Good afternoon, you mean,’ Leon replied. Lincoln’s teeth grazed her throat and it was all she needed to give her that final push. Anna gripped his shoulders and let out a hoarse moan, writhing beneath him. She was still so sensitive from the last effort that she wanted to pull away from him and get closer all at the same time. Her release only spurred him on. Lincoln’s fingers dug into the flesh of her ass, pulling her toward his thrusts. His mouth travelled across her collarbone, moving up to her jaw. He rested his lips there, his.