She was a little agitated and so I did and she reached in and yanked me out. She had to yank because I was curled and trapped inside. Her action was r...ugh but welcome.She looked at me and held it and then I heard her whisper "I thought so..." as she leaned down and began her own oral. Her hands, her mouth, her tongue were alive and I'd never felt anything so good... never received anything this needed.She whispered that the spanking and our oral were all good... but she needed more right now as. . There was no doubt... It was me! The photograph came to rest on the floor upside down. A scribbling on the backside caught my attention. First, I had trouble making out the words. Then it struck me: a date! August 1894! Eight-teen-frikkin-hundred-ninety-four! No kidding, dear listeners. The hell no kidding! Of course I fled out of the ruin. Never set a foot in there again. Well... At least not during my waking life. But ever since that day... I keep on dreaming that same dream every single. The director was also in a liplock with one of the other guys.Also inside the tent was our native guide holding the medallion in hishands and also holding the box we found. He seemed in a trance andmumbling something.We were amazed at the sexual act taking place in front of us as Sarahreached her hand down into my shorts. I felt her fingers wrap around mymound and insert them into my soaking wet pussy. Her delicate fingersstroked me as I climaxed standing up. This was such a turn on for bothof. WE THANK YOU FOR A VERY SPECIAL NIGHT. YOU ARE THE BEST! LOVE AMBER AND PETE. My heart starts to race and I turn and look at the chair that is still in my room. "Oh thank you!" I say out loud. I search for a clean pair of jeans. I find my favorite pair. I pick out a sweatshirt and pull it over my head. I pull a pair of bright red silk panties on. Then finish it off with a pair of while socks and the jeans. I decide on the mall and the food court. I want some almond chicken from the Chinese take.