She cried out even louder, her hands clutching his head as he fucked her with his tongue. He eased a wet finger into her ass prompting her to hiss, �...Yes!’ He slurped her pussy like a starving man, drinking the juices that oozed out of her. She was muskier now, smelling more like an adult woman, but still innocent and clean and pure. She came again, her petite body quivering. John crawled up onto the bed and lay on his back. Kim flung herself against him, panting. Her hand closed around his hard. He was still sitting in his car, his head on the steering wheel.For a second she wondered if he was hurt. Nah he couldn't be. He was still sitting there. But she didn't go out to see him. She went back down and sat on the couch, her mind spinning.But wait a minute, she thought. This is my house, he's in my driveway. I have more than a right to see why he is here and what he wants. It doesn't mean I'm crawling back to him.She went back to the window, wondering if maybe he had driven away without. I for one had absolutely no idea where I would be headed once the aircraft had touched down, but at that time I really did not care. My thoughts were only of Island Royale and of the dazzling array of delightful amusements secretly offered there to the fortunate few. The monotonous drone of the jetliner’s engines, laboring to return us to “civilization,” did however allow me the opportunity to reflect upon my brief visit to the clandestine South Pacific resort. Humans are of course social. Not only was it great sex, but he was starting to lose his six pack stomach from all the "working out" he'd done at her place!"Oh, Johnny, turn me. I want it doggy style!" Annie Lynn moaned. John pulled out and considered his cock. It was a lot longer and thicker than it used to be, maybe from all the exercise Annie Lynn was giving it. Then again, maybe it was that Annie Lynn was so much hotter than his wife. Sure, May was a good woman. She'd born him one beautiful daughter, although he had.