She was a woman who scarcely needed clothing. He realized that he had never really thought of her in that way. Like with his mother, when it had taken...him until his sixteenth birthday to really wonder what she looked like naked. Claire, to him, had always been a second mother, not a woman. Wow! Had he been blind, or what?! She walked into the next room and Mike cursed, silently. He thought, briefly, about leaving, but couldn’t make himself. Stealthily, he made his way to the next window. She. When you are nineteen, any age-restricted activity seems infinitely desirable and two years seems an eternity to have to wait, and there was even talk of putting the drinking age up to twenty-four!"Hey, Laura," said Marylou when they were discussing their forthcoming trip, "It says in the brochure that there's a minibar right there in our bedroom. And three bars in the hotel. Duane said that it was better to use bars in the town than to use the hotel. Prices were much cheaper and nobody once. Every fibre of her being told her that he was the man.Gerhard, as she would later learn, was a rough-looking, hefty and supreme alpha man.Unfortunately, two men were seated next to her at the bar counter, separating them initially. To her delight, however, a waitress soon arrived announcing to the two men that their food was ready and that she had allocated a table to them a short way off. As they followed their waiter to their table, Gerhard quickly relocated to the barstool next to. He kissed down my tummy and licked down my navel to my hot pussy. Planting a kiss on it, with my thong still on, I shuddered. I pulled them off, threw them to the floor, and begged him to fuck me. Uh uh.. he laughed and licked up and down my pussy, circling, sucking, and flicking my clit with his tongue. I screamed out loud and he muffled it with his hand. I grabbed his head begging for more. I love the feeling of his tongue inside me. After about ten minutes of that, I grabbed his head,.