I looked at him and asked him to give me another task. But he was adamant on this one.I told him that people might see me like that. He said, “So wh...at?’ I told him that I will do it for him outside, to which he said he wanted it now. I looked up at the class. The test was tough. Everyone was scribbling furiously into their papers, and no one was even looking up.The invigilators were sitting on a chair near the door and were only casting occasional glances at the class. “Well, the environment. .mmmmmm..."I take my thumb and lightly press on her clit and she squeaks again. I giggle deviously. Now I'm triple tasking: Kissing her neck, fondling her left breast, and playing with her smooth pussy. My hand is now doused in her sensual juices. I use this chance to slip two fingers inside of her. She starts to moan more audibly. I pump my fingers in and out: alternating between slow and smooth to faster and harder. This unorganized finger fucking seemed different to her, and I could tell by. " I don't want to walk to the motel," she said."Then hop on," said Bob. He got up and straddled the bike. He waited until she climbed on behind him before he started it up.Then he drove straight to the motel.Once there, he realized that they were caught up in one of the common hazards of traveling, staying in a motel, and having down time. There was nothing to do."I'm going to go do some laundry," he said, getting all his dirty clothes into one group. "You want me to do your stuff, too?" You're. His hands roamed all over her naked body. She moaned at the feel of his hands. He gave feverish kisses to her lips and neck. He then moved lower to her bare, soft breasts. She gasped feeling his mouth on them. ‘Ohhhh Bri…… Brian.’ She moaned loudly. Kirri ran her fingers through his short hair. Brian laid her down on his large bed as his mouth explored further down her body. His hands traveled every inch of her. His mouth then found her honey pot and licked her there. She shruddered and.