Her back arched and her hips rose off the bed. He slid a finger into her sopping wet opening. ‘Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!’ she gasped. Then, ‘Ohhhhhhhhhhh...!!!’ His lips arrived on the verge of her lush pubic forest, then continued through it. ‘John!!! Please!!! Oh, God, Darling, please!!!’ Gail begged, her hips moving wildly. When, at last, her lover’s tongue touched her clit, she exploded. ‘Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! John!!! John!!! Oh, John!!! Yesssssssssssssssss!!! Yesssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!’ she cried. Her. Still dumb me, I never considered where Evelyn who rode with me from the rest area was to sleep. She was the mother of the two guys so I thought maybe she was to sleep in one of the bedrooms, HA!We all took a walk to the beach and back, fixed supper, ate and the TV was turned on. I was sleepy tired because I had been working the graveyard shift and not slept since ten-thirty the previous day. I complained and got into bed but they thought I could sleep if I wanted to with the TV on. I could not. I waited, looking up at her windows as she stood there staring down at me for a good five minutes. After she walked away from the window, I drove home. The next day, again I couldn’t get her out of my mind. I sent her an orange and black balloon bouquet. I called her in the afternoon and she told me she was busy and couldn’t talk right then but did thank me for the balloons. I asked her out for dinner again and she said she couldn’t make it. I tossed and turned all night. What was it about this. Sara kissed Brad, searching for his twirling tongue, giving him a rougher, more insistent kiss. Then she pulled Cindy down with her as the two women began licking the length of Brads body, one on each of his hard little man nipples, sucking them into excited erection, one in his sunken belly button, one on each thigh, one sliding under his tightening balls, their tongues meeting again poised over his throbbing cock. Then Sara opened her mouth in a tight O and dive bombed straight onto Brads.