"Do you have time to enjoy a drink with me?" offering the only chair available in the lounge at my table for two. "Of course I have plenty of time to... enjoy you, a drink with you," she blushes at her word fumble. "I have seen you here the last couple days, are you here for business or pleasure?" "It's definately pleasure. This is one of my favorite hotels." We make small talk about the hotel and local sights. She seems very nervous, not sure if its just her personality or unsure of the. Leaning forward, Marc ran the tip of his tongue between the soft folds, lingering at her clitoris.Don and Marge sat opposite Marc and Anne, watching them. They could see the look of pleasure on Anne's face as Marc busied his tongue on her crotch. Marge stretched out on the couch, put her hear on Don's leg and closed her eyes. She moved her hand to his crotch and massaged him as he parted his legs and groaned.Placing his hand on Marge's head, Don ran his fingers through her hair. He felt her. You keep going until you reach my ass. “Fuck yes don’t stop!” I tell you as your tongue starts to roam my ass. You’re giving what I’ve fantasised about having and you’re so good at it. I’m virtually squatted over you wanking my cock while you lick and eat and probe at my ass. Neither can hold off any longer, we both want the same thing. “Get on the bed” I tell you.You climb onto the bed and wait for me. Lay there completely naked with your legs spread nice and wide. You look so sexy and yet a. Am I going to scare him off if I don’t sleep with him tonight? Shit, now I’m scared again!” Lucy pondered, her eyes beginning to fill with tears.“Lucy, just relax. Roger’s a guy, and all guys want into our pants. Consider that as a given. It goes with their gender. But Roger isn’t Jeff Hansen, and if you’re not ready, tell him so. He’s the kind of guy that’ll wait until you are, and when you do finally give yourself to him, it’ll be the most wonderful thing you’ve ever done, trust me. Hell, I.