You happily indulge. You tear yourself away from my pussy and make your way to my mouth. Deep, wet, hot kisses. I can taste my pussy on your lips. On ...our tongue. Mmmm... I feel your hard cock, grinding me, still trapped beneath your pants. I fumble with the buttons and finally managing to pull them down. Your beautiful cock springs free. Hard. Throbbing. You flash me that smile of yours and move up further. Straddling my shoulders now. Beads of pre-cum pooling at the tip of your cock.. Then she made a slow, steady movement of the pink toy between her lips. The plastic missile pushed her lips back. Anxious juices dripped from her lips and danced down the side of the toy. With a sigh of approval, Tina leaned her head back to enjoy the pleasure. Her fingers pulsed the toy in and out of her wet, ready lips. The tip of the vibrator teased at her deeper crevices. Tina felt the encroachment, but held off from thrusting the toy deeper. Rather, she pressed the toy against the side of. As Henry climbed out of the Zil in front of the hotel he now realised why Freddie had said, "Well, if you're sure..."The hotel front was in complete darkness apart from a feeble bulb glowing over the front door. Henry pushed his way inside, dragging his bag behind him.The lobby of the hotel was, however, much more welcoming than its exterior. There was light, there were comfortable looking chairs, there was a bar and, most intriguing of all, there was a woman naked apart from a veil that. When they were seated in the livingroom, he began again."First of all, let me introduce myself. I'm Harvey Peterson, and this is Jean Wembley, my assistant. Now I suppose you are wondering what all this is about?" Yes, I have to confess that I am," Betty said, a touch of annoyance in her voice. What did this smooth-talking stranger want with her?"Well, I'm very pleased to be able to tell you, Mrs. Fletcher," Peterson said, his voice lowered conspiratorially, "that you have been noticed!".