What about you two?”“We are heading west; I’m hoping to find somewhere to stay in Nashville.Petra said, “Then we know the perfect place for yo... to stay at. We stayed there last night. It’s called The Inn at Fontanel; it’s just north of the city. Dave, honey, have you still got their number?”He did, and I called them and as luck would have it, they had a suite available for tonight, so I gave them my name and credit card details and reserved it.I checked, and it looked like it would take about. It surrounded her cunt growing right up to the edge of her pussy lips, and came to a point again just below her puckered rectum."You're the first women I've seen who's cunt really deserved to be called a 'pussy'." Martha almost asked him how many women's cunts he had looked at, but then decided she did not want to know. A new feeling swept over Martha, never before had she felt pride about her genitals, she had been taught to consider them dirty and dangerous things to be guarded and guarded. Oh god I’m going to cum!”In response, she started tugging on Will’s cock even faster, and pulled his face up to her mouth for him to kiss. She buried the screams of her first orgasm in his mouth, even as she splashed Sam down to his chest with the force of it. The second one struck her moments later, and she arched further, using her free hand to push Sam’s face deeper into her. He withdrew his fingers, and started quick, light lapping at her clit, driving her further into a frenzy.She. I'd got a goal in life at last, that goal was upstairs in the bath right now! She seemed to take an age to call me, but when finally she did, I walked upstairs and saw without doubt the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen before, "Katie!" I tried to say more but there was a lump in my throat, "Do I look all right Dave?" Her hair was done up on top of her head, a mini tiara holding it in place, she'd used just a minimum of make up, a little eye liner and a small amount of rouge on her cheeks.