He never could resist a bodacious rack. Nicole was gamely responding back, giggling in all of the right places. But when I emerged from my bedroom, sh...e gave me a "come help me" look, and I told Tim to get lost.He looked a little put out, but disappeared out the front door, muttering that he was going to go get himself some dinner with other friends. "Friends who help a guy out instead of shooting him down," he muttered.When he left, Nicole thanked me, and then the two of us set about unpacking. .." His voice trailed off. They stood quietly for a long moment on the doorstep, the silence of lovers who understand what is being said without the need for words. Finally, Kevin kissed Paula lightly."We will be late for our reservations if we stand here any longer," he chuckled, taking her arm and guiding her down to the car. He opened the door and stepped back to watch as Paula bent to step into the sexy little sports car.The black leather skirt rode up, revealing the lower curves of her. He turned down the covers, washed her arms, her breasts and her belly. He washed both her legs which were scuffed and bruised, being careful with her injuries. He gently washed her small white feet and dried them. He held one in his hands and studied it, then planted a kiss on it. Then he went to his dresser and found some dusting powder and lightly went over her with the feather puff.He then stood back and admired her female beauty, lying there nude and so still on his big mahogany masculine. I spread my legs wider as he pushed two fingers inside. “You like that, huh?” he whispered, not stopping. “Yeah...” I replied with a moan. I panted as he rubbed my vagina on the inside, harder and harder with every stroke. He then began to flick my clit with his thumb as he plunged three fingers in and out my hot, tight pussy. “Please FUCK ME!” I moaned, for I was dying to feel his nine inches stuff my chamber. He took his hands off me bringing his manhood toward my pussy. He rubbed it against.