"Don't do it, Carrie. I swear, all she has is 80s band T-shirts and jeans." Cool," Carrie answered. She wasn't kidding."Shit," I said as Kasey stuck h...r tongue out."So, can I have it?" Kasey asked."What?" Your credit card," she replied while rolling her eyes. Suddenly the adult description didn't seem to be appropriate. "Carrie has no money. So cough it up."Wordlessly I complied."Mike," Carrie said. "You don't need to do that. I can wait."I brushed her off."No sweat," I replied. "Really, I. I fantasise about you often. In truth, it’s all I think about. Your birthday is nearly here, and I keep drifting into sub-space thinking about finally seeing you... We meet in the hotel bar. You know how much I’ve wanted to see you. How desperate I’ve been to feel your touch and how keen I am to please you. You take advantage of the control you have over me, making me sit opposite you on lounge seats, the low sofa making my dress ride up. You make me spread my legs, giving you view of my damp. She was substantially built – some would say overweight but to me, she was perfect, and very sexy.Without a word, she removed the underwear and lay back on the bed with her arms spread and her legs ajar. Her eyes were closed.As I undressed I looked at her shaven pussy with its fleshy buns and the surprisingly big, sealed package of inner thighs and buttocks.She wasn’t going to talk, so nor did I. I didn’t even kiss her, I just parted her thighs and got my face in there, where the air was humid. .. that feels so wonderful! I never imagined anyone swallowing me like that!?”She was doing things that I’d never felt before. I knew I wouldn’t last long the way she was going. I chuckled, “If you keep that up, you’re going to get a creamy surprise! Soon!”“Yummy! Fire when ready ... I love the taste of man juice. Will you be able to fill me a little lower, too?” She flashed.I caressed her face, her eyes still sparkling, but, mischievous now, “Yes ... but it might take some time to get another.