..” Zuri moaned, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth as her released hands stroked the breadth of my shoulders with loving tenderness. Beneath ...me her wetness slicked the interior of the cocoon.Eventually our need for food forced us to dress. Pulling a white turtlenecked underlayer from the tent’s eaves, I briefly entertained the mental image of my pink scalp emerging from the neck’s white tube.Suddenly, I felt a subtle pulse race down my spine. Between my thighs, my shaft. That's what I've been telling him for the last six months, that I don't want to rush into anything." "And he's giving you a hard time about it? She frowned. "He's understanding enough..." she sighed. "But he keeps bringing it up, and I keep putting him off." "Are you afraid that you're going to lose him?" I questioned. She sighed again, and took a sip of coffee. "It's not that. Not really. It's just that...I have too many doubts. About him...about myself." "What sort of doubts?" I asked.. I turned her and started soaping her breasts over her bra. She was busy staring my dick. As I reached her panties, she suddenly said I could feel her over her panties. Although I was enjoying her body, I couldn’t understand her reluctance to strip completely. After I soaped her she started to soap me. Surprisingly she took enough time soaping my back bottoms. She frequently clasped my balls from behind which gave me a strange sensation. When she reached my dick, I was pretty crazy to have her.. No touching allowed or you will have failed. I will meet you at midnight in Bumper nightclub don’t speak to me until you have completed your task.” With that he got up and left. I was confused but extremely aroused, I thought to myself fuck it why not. It’s not as if I have anything else to do. I finished my drink went home to touch up my makeup and made my way to Bumper. I was feeling hot and sexy, still wet from my previous encounter with Mr. X. It was 11.30, I was that worked up that I went.