By now the women were way past tipsy and were sitting on laps, flirting, and smacking arms, smacking faces, all pretty harmless. However, no one knew ...he aching that was going on in Crystal. Once or twice when she went to the bathroom she found herself moist (not from urine), and she gave her clit a rub, but not to orgasm. She couldn't help it. The thong she wore and the grinding on the dance floor was driving her nuts. She found herself attracted to Tom. He was tall and athletic with brown. .course not. Well..I’ll go and catch up with the others now.” With that, he marched on leaving me to walk by myself. I knew now that it had not been a simple accident. Naughty Sir Richard!As the cliff top walk continued on, I found my thoughts racing, and for the first time in weeks realised that my pussy was tingling and wet again. Since my early teens, I had become used to the fact that, regardless of what else was going on, or what I was thinking or doing, my pussy tended to always be. Then she grasped his cock and positioned the tip at her opening. Tom lowered his hips, sinking his cock into her. As he did, exquisite sensations washed over him. Alison’s slim legs locked behind his and she strained off the bed, clearly demonstrating her urgency and excitement. Tom was experiencing a level of passion he hadn’t felt in years as, her vagina, cauldron-hot and rippling, gripped his cock. Neither of them had spoken a word since they entered the motel room, and they remained silent,. She rubbed her clit through her panties. It was an overwhelming trickling sensation inside her. Snapping back to reality Emily remembered, that she had to get back down. But first she had to make sure the cockroaches would not flee from her vagina. Searching her room, she found some tape, but she could not just tape her pussy shut, her little lovers would suffocate, so she took a pair of scissors and cut some small holes into a stripe of the tape, which she put over her still a little spread.