"No! I'm still pissed that you keep questioning me. Blow me, bitch!" while I opened my pants. That ended the conversation pretty well. I didn't want t... talk, and she couldn't.It wasn't until she was doing the final cleanup that I remembered that, back at the house during breakfast/lunch, I had eaten her to a couple of orgasms, and then refused to let her return the favor because I wanted to get on with the meal and our errands ... Dammit, I told her no, and she's gotten her way AGAIN!I had to. " He said in her ear as he squeezed them and tickled her nipples with his index fingers, making them grow even harder in the cool air.Jaz was proud of her breasts, and loved it when a man appreciated them."Thanks ... you're too kind suh!"Jaz turned around to kiss him, removing his sunglasses and then pushing her breasts against his chest as his hands slipped inside the bottom of her suit and rubbed her ass.After a long kiss she stopped and started to untie the towel around his waist."Let's see. I smeared the creme off with a towel and got on my knees and spread her pussy lips apart, and started sucking. I stuck my tongue way up inside her and sucked at her juices. She moaned for me. I was enjoying it so much, I almost came myself. I sucked her clit, and flicked it with my tongue. She started to talk dirty and that really turned me on. She was saying, Eat my pussy, Dot. I fucked her with my finger while I sucked her clit. She pinched her nipples and arched backwards against the tile. I sat myself up and watched as Sandra clambered naked from the bed and crossed the room to the built-in table with the kettle on it, so typical of the many corporate hotels I seemed to find myself staying in. As she stood with her back to me, I studied her bottom, it was plump yes, but firm and smooth, visually quite pleasing in fact, and I imagined her bent for the cane. Yes, had Sandra ever presented herself for a caning I think I would not have been altogether displeased. The coffee was not.