If I had been driving I would have intentionally wrecked half of them just so I could mash their faces. I guess everybody in Paris drove with the same...attitude.The realization hit me that it was time for a vacation. The stress of the last couple of months was getting to me; I needed a break - we needed a break. As soon as things settled down, a week at East Water Cay was in order - maybe two weeks or more would be better.The reservations had been made this morning before we went to the air. ” She said as she suddenly pulled away her foot. I looked up at her and noticed her devilishly pretty green eyes and the wicked grin on her face. She knew I was just about to cum and she was enjoying how tortured I felt from her teasing me. She leaned back in her chair and lifted her foot up to my face. “Kiss it, if you want me to do it anymore.” She said with the sweetest lil country dialect. I was so horny and desperate that I kissed it as she rubbed it over my face and giggled. She leaned. Keep sucking." He grabbed my hair and pushed his cock deeper in. I sucked him till he was about to cum and then let go of his cock. Pushing him onto the bed I climbed onto him for a 69. He lapped at my soaping pussy, sucking the nectar as it covered his mouth and chin. I ground my pussy into his face as I sucked his cock. My slurping sounds were driving him insane. I deep throated him, massaging his cock with my tonsils.Whimpers and moans were emitted as we orally pleasured each other.He could. Every time you tried to get rid of the stutter and failed, it got worse. The guilt, the anger, the frustration, all came out in those rapid-fire syllables. We sat silently for a while, munching our sandwiches and thinking. After a while, she stood. “Okk-k-k-k-kay, Scott. I’ll t-t-t-try, but…” But you’d better not let me down, her eyes said. “I’ll do my best,” I said, feeling like I was making a big mistake. For the next three weeks we met.