We got to the motel and I registered and paid for the room. When we got in the room she went to the bathroom, and the husband and I stripped down to ...ur jockey shorts. He told me she loved sex, however they were not into anything too kinky..no anal sex..When she came out of the bathroom she was wearing only her bra and panties, they were very nice a lacy. She came directly to me, put her arms around my neck and we began kissing. Then to the bed and I got the bra and panties off. Her breasts. My nose nestles in your hair, inhaling deeply, my eyes again in yours from over your head. My left hand leaves your hip only for a brief moment, to touch and lift your hair away from the left side of your neck and shoulders, draping it behind you. I chuckle to myself as I realized your cocking of your head to the right was in invite or just accommodating and anticipating my direction. And with another smile towards your reflection, I kiss your soft nape, and then move out along your shoulder,. Take your time…..she’s all yours!I pulled out a pint bottle of beer from the fridge and we shared the bottle as we sipped the chilled beer on the settee. I drew her towards my body with only my underwear on. The bulge was a little subdued by now as she spoke about her cousin who had peeped and found her masturbating while she was in the shower. The fellow not only watched on the sly, Anjana playing with her clitoris, he demanded that they “fuck”, she said. Distraught by the sudden and un-wanted. "I know it is often claimed that African Americans can't blush, but Layla's nougat complexion got distinctly redder. "You and your Dad are chips off the same block, aren't you?" she laughed out loud. "But yes, I am Denise's mother and it has been mentioned once or twice that we look very much alike while Denise's little brother Bobby is the spitting image of their late Dad." I'll remind you of this next time you say I am 'too smooth' George," Dad chuckled, but he didn't seem annoyed with.