When you're ready, I'll give you a scratch with my nails, not a deep one just one that tells you to gently and slowly begin to sit back and let me lic... your hole while someone fingers her pussy/clit as well. I grab your legs as you sit on me feeling your plumpness as you relax your cheeks as my dick hardens. I look up at you as my hands graze your arching back and you smile back at me as I get a taste of that "whipped cream" I was talking about. You purr your thank yous as I wrestle your legs. We climbed out of the elevator and went to our room with Sophie still giggling and my face burning up with embarrassment. But how, why did she remember my name? No sooner had we entered our room than Sophie had her hands all over my pants trying desperately to free my cock. After we had torn each others clothes from our bodies Sophie pushed me backwards onto the bed and climbed on top of me in a 69 position. I devoured her delicious pussy hungrily as her head bounced up and down on my cock.. .PROBABLY FROM THE SITUATION SHE FOUND HERSELF IN, AND THE FACT ANOTHER YOUNG STRANGER WAS FEELING HER UP. "HEY STEVE , SHE AINT WEARING KNICKERS EITHER, HAVE A FEEL". HE REACHED BETWEEN THE GAP IN THE SEATS AND FELT BETWEEN HER LEGS, FIONA LET OUT A LOUDER MOAN AS STEVE PLUNGED A FINGER IN HER HOLE, AS HE PULLED HIS HAND OUT HIS FINGER WAS SLICK WITH FIONAS SWEET CUNT JUICE. HE PUT THE FINGER IN HIS MOUTH AND SUCKED IT CLEAN. "FUCK FIONA YOU TASTE GOOD".WE WERE ABOUT 5 MILES FROM OUR. Grabbing hold of your leg, you pull back, folding your knee and I am able to move forward slowly. As I crawl onto the concrete, you tell me to stay down there. Whilst pulling me out, I muddied your boots with my hands and your heels and soles already covered. "Since you're down there, you might as well clean my boots again". And with that you laugh. "You enjoyed the mud so much you'll think this is desert". You stand up straight, putting your hands on your hips again, as if in indignation..