‘I miss you, sexy witch.’ His voice was low, hypnotic. I miss you too. So much. ‘Me too,’ she remarked as if it were an offhand realization. �...��How’s the conference going?’ ‘Long. Especially when all I’m looking forward to is taking you for your first ride.’ ‘I feel like a kid getting ready for Christmas, you have no idea.’ They exchanged details about their days apart. ‘I wish you were here.’ He sounded as restless as she felt. Then why didn’t you invite me? Even if Sean had asked, it wouldn’t. Suddenly her wrists held my head tight as she jerked before me, crying out "Oh god yes, I'm cumming! Oh god! Oh god! Oh Mike don't stop -- oh my gawwwwwwwwwd don't stoppppppppp!" Her orgasm crested and I eased her back down with my lips once more kissing her thighs and legs. "My god Mike, HOLY FUCK that was incredible!" My sister told me as my lips circled around her pulsing pussy and throbbing clit. "Good god that was sooooo good! How...where...who...oh god how can you do that?" Does that mean. "Take a coal mine. If you ever have the displeasure to be downstream of one, you will see little particles, pieces of coal, and other debris floating along the river or stream. That water has to be filtered of the particles before it can be consumed, or it will make the drinker sick." I see." I think that she did. Megan would have been an excellent student.She asked about my family and I told her about my mother, she was the only family I had left. My father died a few years ago and left. I smiled at him and told him that was just the beginning of an awesome vacation. As we searched for a taxi cab to take us to the small nudist resort about 20 miles south of Cancun, the warm, moist tropical air felt great on our skin as we were used to the cold air of a Chicago winter. We loaded our things into a cab and settled in the back seat for the 30-minute drive to the resort. The driver offered us a couple of Coronas, which we gladly paid for and sipped as we left the airport. The cold.