You breathe in the smell and taste of me, revelling in the sweet, salty, silken flavour so unmistakeably mine. You softly disengage yourself from my s...ill sleepy grasp and taking my hands in yours turn and smile down at me. No words are spoken as you move cat-like towards me. The sweet taste of my pussy still on your tongue; the sensation of my silky mound still tingling upon your lips, teasing you, as you trace your path up my breasts. Softly your mouth encompasses my nipple, hard and rigid,. I look at her before we begin to kiss wondering if that is why we run from this feeling. All of these thoughts go through my mind within seconds. It must be our lack of control, our fear of failure, our fear of success.I whisper for her to give me her bottom lip and I suck on it. I then tell her to give me her tongue and I suck on her tongue. As if I am guiding her with a beautiful fluidity I whisper for her to let me lick her teeth. Her tongue was so soft and so plump for a petite little. "Ok," she said and standing by the pool she dropped the dress again standing naked with her nipples erect and cunt bulging.The barman stripped and he had about eight inches of slack cock and no pubic hair, Paula stared at his cock and missed the DJ saying GO.The barman was half way down the pool by the time Paula started and had finished before Paula got three quarters of the way.He helped her out of the pool feeling her tits as he did then said you lost baby."Ok," said Paula. "I have to wank. "After all,how could a weak example of a man like you ever get by alone. You'retoo used to a life of luxury. It would be such a shame to see you haveto thumb a ride back to the mid-west and to end up stocking shelves atWal-mart, or working at McDonalds. Imagine the dingy apartment you'dhave to live in, the threadbare furniture, the poor meals and neverhaving any money to go anywhere or do anything, nothing but endlessdrudgery. Tragic. Is my offer really that bad Timothy dear? Hummm?"She.