‘You have a message, Sir!’ the woman tending the desk handed his an envelope. Paul decided to open it when he got to his room. He refused the bell...man again and made his way to his room. The contents of the envelope were a mystery. Paul had his cell phone with him. Marge could have reached him with anything important. After he set his bags down, he tore the envelope open. There was a note inside it, and a ticket to the Cubs game later that evening. Paul read the note. It was typewritten, which. "You're welcome to join us in a few minutes. Just leave your clothes here," I tell them, patting the sofa for emphasis. "You can keep your panties on… if you want."Wendy hasn't moved an inch, but she is about fifty shades redder with a blush that has fanned out across her chest and cheeks. I dim the lights and sit on the edge of the bed. With Wendy slightly above me, I place her hands on my shoulders and gaze into her pale gray eyes.I see a hint of self-consciousness, but mostly Wendy gazes. ” He started kissing the side of her neck.“Every part of a woman is connected to her center where the soil is.” He licked her ear while his hands continued to stroke her breasts. “Rubbing any part warms the special soil. Moistening any part moistens the special soil.” He licked her left ear, and then kissed down that side of her neck. He moved his hands to her shoulders to turn her around. “But, rubbing here and moistening here...” He kissed one nipple and stroked the other. “ ... which are. Taking my tongue, running up and down the outer labia. Teasing, flicking and finding my way to the inside now. Mmm, you taste so great! Circling your clit now, flicking and now sucking. Mmm, watching you rub your tits, getting me sooo excited. Slowly inserting a finger, now performing a dance with my tongue and finger. Kissing and sucking on your clit, driving you crazy with my fingers. Now my cock is rock hard. So many things I want to do to you, just hope there’s enough time.[ 2 ]…… … ..