I shift to the other so we can play with one each. My left hand I use to push two fingers into her pussy below my chin so I can tongue and finger fuc... her at the same time. I have no idea what Bel is going through right now. It must be so strange to have hands on both breasts a tongue and fingers between her legs and a cock in her mouth at the same time. Strange but obviously good. I can hear the short 'Oh' noises she makes when she is coming. Despite the fact that I love to make her. That way we would, in a way, win back at them. I was quick to ask if that meant he was volunteering to be the one who gets an erection for them. He was equally as quick to say that he was not volunteering but suggesting we draw straws or equivalent to see who has to do the dirty.“How are we going to decide then?” I asked. Mark didn’t have an answer so we sat there pondering what to do. We came up with some crap ideas until Mark suggested that there were bound to be other so called ‘tasks’ to be. Somehow she had managed to sleep comfortably through the heat, especially since her hand had fell into a half melted bucket of ice cream by the side of her sofa. Waking up in the early afternoon she looked round with a rather contented gaze, bolting upright when she felt the lukewarm liquid on her hand, which used to be ice cream. Shit! Quickly waking up she picked up the bucket and rushed to the fridge, frowning as she threw it into the freezer she quickly went to wash her hands, and flopped. Walking in heelswas a beautiful feeling. My hand trembled as I placed it on the hotel roomdoor. My pink painted nails and my bracelets and bangles would soon beevident for all to see. I twisted the door handle, it was now or never, Ishuddered with anticipation as the door squeaked upon opening. Lookingahead down the lobby I could see the coast was clear. It really was now ornever, I wasn't going to let this opportunity pass and I decided that thetime was now. Take me or leave me, Laura's moment.