None of the people in this story are real. None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. An... similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. Operators of erotic story web sites and other collections, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post and/or distribute my stories, provided that credit is given to "Hungry Guy" as the author. You may not make changes other than fixing typos. Even beware of. Feeling his partner's restlessness, Shay shoved Caleb away so that he went crashing down admits the bedding and petals. Caleb, feeling his dominance slipping, tried to move off the bed for another tongue match, causing him to be slammed into the bedding fluff as a rock hard body grinded against him. Recognizing his fate, Caleb decided to play the role in full for the first few times. He began stroking Shayton as his lips roamed to his neck and shoulder. Wanting to taste every even more, Caleb. "Silly ... What's remarkable?" It's so ... dense." With his thumbs he parted her labia. "Lovely..." Rich, you are too much. How can you say I'm lovely there?" It's true." He stroked her slit with the back of his index finger. "You have a delightful, little pussy." He spread her again, worked his face between her lips, inhaled her musky scent and kissed her clit. "Mmm..." Oh, gross!" she exclaimed, "How can put your face in it?" It's your natural perfume, and it's sumptuous. I'll be one happy. We had diner and getting ready to leave, Jarvis excused him self and went to the toilet. After a few minutes I got nervous and glanced over my shoulder, Jarvis was slipping something to the bus boy. As we returned to our motel room Jarvis confided 'David, you may not have noticed the bus boy, but I did'. I looked quizzically at him, Jarvis continued 'twice I saw him looking at you hard when you went to the toilet and when you went over to the desert table. I invited him back here after his.