I didn't feel like driving around looking for something else. I walked back to the car and parked in front of the room. Doug followed me in and I aske... him if he minded sharing a bed as that was all that was available. He said he didn't mind. We left our bags in the trunk as I was planning on just staying long enough to get a little rest.I stripped down and removed my shorts without even thinking about it. I always slept in the nude. I didn't bat an eye when Doug did the same. We climbed into. I stir a little in my sleep. Making your way back down again, you lift the sheet and throw it back, exposing my bum entirely. My right knee is lifted a little and my legs are somewhat spread apart. Memories of last night are running through your mind when you run your finger over my lips and your already hard member is twitching a little at the thought. Running the tip of your fingers softly over them, up and down in a slow steady motion. With the slightest pressure you press one finger. ‘Wow, Ceely. Can you believe we’re the ones still with the V-card?’ ‘Nope, I wouldn’t be able to tell. You look like the hottest slut around. How about me?’ ‘Ceely, you look pretty slutty yourself. Now let me help you feel slutty.’ Camaire sprinkled sparkly powder on Celia’s breasts. Then, she reached for her perfume bottle. She dabbed perfume on Celia’s wrists, behind her ears, and… ‘Trust me on this one. Lean back against that dresser and open your legs.’ Celia gave Camaire an excited and. “No,” I said. “You'll have to tell her yourself.” “I tried already. She said nothing doing. I told her I'd have to find a stand in, and she said it better not be some girl with an STD. You don't have one do you?” “No. No I don't,” I said. “Are you wet?” he asked. “No,” I lied. “You're a little damp through your pants,” he said. “Liar, liar, pants on fire.” “I peed myself,” I said. “Out of fear.” He sniffed his fingers, tasted them. “Doesn't taste like pee,” he said. “I can't believe you tasted.