What she wanted to hide were a pile of papers listing words and phrases she collected for use in a particularly erotic scene of the romantic novel she...was writing. It had been left in open view. She hoped desperately he had not seen it. By a faint smile that glimmered on his face, she knew that he had."Is that a wish list?" He asked, his smirk widening to show his white teeth, cocking his head to the papers on the table.Safia opened her mouth to fire back some smart, cutting, humorous comment. . or in.She was going slow, teasing me, kindling a flame inside me, fanning life into it, adding the fuel of her skilled tongue, teasing it into a bonfire of passion! It was a completely cathartic experience and so utterly the polar opposite of being with a guy."Oh yes, so good," I moaned loudly, wanting to let her know I was enjoying what she was doing, as she painted the insides of my pussy lips up and down, up and down."Agreed, kitten," she purred, as she kept playing me like a sexual. "They stood still for a few seconds. Neither of them made a sound."What is it?" Matt whispered in a low voice."I thought I heard something."They kept quiet a few seconds longer.A faint sound echoed from the caves:'...all of which formed thousands of years ago...'Their eyes widened when they heard the voice."The tour guide?" she whispered."I think so." But where?" It's an echo," he replied. "They could be anywhere." We could shout and try to join their group?"He pointed to his crotch. "Imagine. We both secretly knew she liked to be watched but she had never been open about it.I accepted immediately and enthusiastically, kissing her on her lips and this encouraged her no end as she realised I was into the game. I remember she was wearing a light blue bikini, not extremely revealing but sufficiently so for me to see that the whole situation was exciting her as her nipples had gone stone hard and her pussy was wet, so much so that the panties revealed the wetness.We walked through the.