Miranda’s arms closed around me as she gave in to my kiss. She was letting go of all the emotions she had in the past and letting the moment take he.... I felt her body getting hot, just like the times I had held her before. It was like she had never left me. I picked Miranda up and slammed the door with my foot. I carried her, as I kissed her, all the way back to the living room and laid her upon the couch. Her body was getting hotter under mine. Her lips tasted as I remembered, tender and. As I went through her panties, I found some pics of her, taken with a polaroid camera. They were pics of her playing with her pussy with a fat black dildo. As I looked at the pics, I realized she had taken them herself. I was so hard by this point, I took my cock out and began to stroke it. I took a pair of her soft panties and wrapped my cock with them and stroked harder, using the material like a soft pussy sliding over my cock. I looked at the pics of Amber working her pussy over with that. .." I begged again. She held me at this peak for almost too long, then slowly let me fall back down into a more normal state of being.Her tongue slammed into my mouth as I inhaled hard. I could almost feel it rip from her mouth, but I knew it had not. All I was trying to do was let her know how much I'd enjoyed her intense touch.I stared into her eyes. "Are you sure that you didn't just fall from heaven?" I stuck my tongue deep into her mouth so she could not reply right away. Her fingers. Both were white; I wondered if that were a coincidence or a request.I’d taken a quickie course from Amelia Baxter. My primary bartending experience had been at a couple of high school keggers, probably not what the Four Seasons had in mind.The portable bar was about eight feet long, with three sinks and the water lines hooked up. Everything looked neat and tidy and ... professional.I skinned a lemon carefully so that I’d end up with curly peels. Washed and quartered a few limes, approved of the.