She had a pretty pussy, with that dark hair that was well trimmed, but her most amazing thing was that there was not another single hair on her ass or...pussy. She was totally smooth, and I loved to just run my tongue all over her ass, and pussy and her little pink asshole. I finally drove my tongue into her asshole while I rubbed her clit, and rubbed my goatee all over her pussy. I was really surprised at how tight her asshole was, especially after knowing for years now how much she enjoyed. She felt her pussy react, and with a chuckle she let her skirt fall back into place. A little makeup and she'd be ready to go.++++++++++++++++A few hours later, she breezed through the doors of the airport, her heels making a soft clicking sound on the tile. She never even noticed the looks she got from the others around her as they watched her long legs stride purposefully down the hallway. Her mind was only on Michael. She finally reached the waiting area, and took up a spot where she would. . er .. thought he might just be using it as a threat.” I was starting to be a little scared.Sally checked we were still alone. “No, it’s no threat and the spanking can be quite hard,” she looked around again, “and it’s always on the bare. And he likes to have a bit of a grope while he’s at it.”Sally was blushing as she told me this so I changed the subject. The next day, over coffee, I said I’d been thinking about how Mr. Andrews spanks and gropes all the girls. “When you say he gropes you,. I felt him test the waters when he accidentally let his knee touch mine. I ignored his advances and he then placed his hand on my thigh. I again offered no resistance. We continued our discussion and I could feel myself becoming flushed as it went along. I didn’t know if it was the alcohol or his hands rubbing my leg. Either way I was beginning to feel more excited.After 3 margaritas I asked Chris if he wanted to join me in my room. He quickly replied and said yes. I gave him a room key and.