So, again, Linda and Christina made their way from their room to thelift and down to the reception area, Christina again unsure what shewas letting he...self into. This time as the lift doors opened, whatChristina could see were three women standing there. She certainlyrecognised one of these women; it was Helen, Linda's cousin. Itsuddenly dawned on Christina that she did recognise one of the otherwomen there but thought it couldn't be. She asked rather tentatively,"Sam, is it you?" G"day Chris,. .." She hummed as she brought his head closer to her breasts; she always enjoyed it when a man worshipped her breasts. She knew that he would go gentle, the way she preferred, instead of rough like some of her older sex companions. Her hand, meanwhile, slipped down his chest and to his pants, where she could feel a hard-on. With one hand, she lifted his head and looked into his eyes."Come on, it's time," She whispered as she knelt down and slowly unzipped and unbuttoned his pants, releasing his. Something that had been niggling at the back of her mind lately. It wasn’t directly connected to Alex, but went back much further. The annoyance she sometimes felt with him had triggered it though. How should she describe it? It was a double feeling or a feeling that was hidden underneath another feeling.Take the night of the theater, for example. Rob and she had been waiting for Alex for more than fifteen minutes. When she had finally walked over to the annex to go get him, she had been. He buried his face in her ass, his tongue sliding up inside her hot treasure, tasting her. His hands were squeezing at her ass as he slowly ran his tongue down to the bottom of her slit, and then the skin that ran between her pussy and her asshole. He could see her tight little anus, just an inch from his face, and he let his tongue continue its course, licking closer to her other hole. She had tingles running up and down her body as she felt his tongue approach her asshole. Her pussy flooded.