As you get closer to her, you can seethat she is even more sweaty than you are... It must be 85degrees today, and humid too. Her white tee shirt is so...ked,and amongst the strands of her fire-red hair that are stuckto her back, you can see that she shows no sign of wearing abra. And her skin-tight bicycling shorts smoothly follow herpumping, muscular flesh, showing no evidence of panties.Mmmmm, you'd like to get to know her, but that seems sounlikely. You're thinking that you might as well enjoy. " Laura said as she turned to her boyfriend. "Goodnight, baby," she said and kissed him hard on his lips."You too, sweetie." Jan replied and kissed her."Guys! What about me?" Claire asked as she stood there."We're still newly moved in... and we don't have a guestroom. You can sleep on the couch though." Jan told her with his sleepy eyes as he looked at Claire. "No way! I'm not sleeping on the couch." "Let her sleep here with us in the bed, Jan. It's alright." Laura said with a yawn. "Okay, come. “I am capable of setting my own pace,” she said, pulling away briefly and then, satisfied that I was going to behave, swallowed me whole and deep. "Yessss," I groaned quietly, dropping my face to visually absorb what was physically taking place. "Just like that. Fuck yes, oh, my god, that feels so good." Her cock sucking skill was fucking unbelievable. A long slow downward motion, a languid flattening of her tongue along the shaft at the bottom of the stroke, followed by a long slow. Please. . .now!’ she panted out, on raspy breaths. She spread her legs in an invitation that was for him, and him alone. The sound of her voice, and the simplistic beauty of her words, caused him to become even harder, throbbing to the point that he thought he had never had such exquisite torture. He moved between her legs, and gently guided his member into her waiting body. He was no sooner there, when the instinct to thrust took over, and soon they were lost in the dance that has been.