Are you gonna be done soon?’ ‘Uh, yeah, I hope to be done by the end of the week,’ she said. ‘HOPE to? You’d better be!’ I said in a jokin... tone. ‘Look, as soon as I quit here, I’m off to Vegas, and I want to book a flight for this Friday. Do you think you can be done by then?’ As I intended, this gave her the ‘out’ she was looking for, she wouldn’t have to deal with the sex moratorium if I was taking myself out of the picture. She had no idea that by the weekend, she wouldn’t be even able to. He was irresistibleto me.My hands moved around him and down to his ass. I squeezed as I shoved mytongue further into his mouth. He moaned in pleasure. I followed his leadand let out a sultry moan of my own.I felt like I was going to explode from my pelvis. We needed to do this.My hands moved from his lush ass to the front, where I could feel hisraging erection pressed against his slacks. I whipped his belt off andforced his trousers open, sending the button flying.One hand went around the thick. "You can, if you like. I won't refuse you, ever. I'll even enjoy it. But it was being with you, with or without the sex, that was important. I think it always will be." I know." There was a long hiatus in the conversation during which their hands wandered. "We'll need to set off back to Maldon either tonight or tomorrow morning. I must be back in Maldon on the mid-day tide on Friday. Tomorrow would be cutting things rather close..." A night passage? Lovely!" A night passage," Tom agreed,. He arrived at his goal at long last, sliding his tongue through her little patch of fuzz, stopping at the very top of her sexy slit. Oh, he thought, this is gonna be good. This is gonna be real good.It was good. She tasted like heaven to him. Heaven is pussy, he thought, heaven tastes like pussy. He didn’t even remember dying, but he was in heaven. He licked down the sides of her pussy lips, and down the crease of her legs. She tasted salty from sweat, slightly pissy, and it was the most.