He licked his lips. "Lord yes."Picking up the bag, she moved to the side of the bed. Seconds later, she was straddling him, her ass gently pressing on... his abdomen. She reached inside the bag and pulled out a box of Cini-minis. When she had the icing opened up, she playfully poured it over his chest. She, then, opened an extra packet and added it to the goo. Taking one of the small rolls between her teeth she dipped her head down and smeared some of the icing onto the bun before bringing it to. Using his leg, he parted mine and pressed my back against the cold tiles. My nipples hardened against his chest. He devoured them like a breastfed newborn. Guess he was tittyfed afterall. Nibbling ferociously, taking in both nipples at a time, he cupped my ass with both hands now. I grinded my throbbing pussy against his thick, hard dick. It wasn't Chris', but I still wanted it badly. Kissing his way down my stomach, navel, he teased me. If it hadn't been so long, I could've handled myself. She lapped greedily at my swollen pussy, and I moaned loudly. It felt so good, better than I could have imagined. I played with my nipples & sucked my fingers while I rode her pretty face. I watched Paul jack off his dick, a look of pure lust in his eyes. Finally my shyness left me, and curiosity took over. I climbed off her face, and kissed her, tasting myself on her lips and chin. I kissed and licked down her body until I reached the treasure I had fantasized about that whole week. Her pussy. I was wearing stiff, clean white pajamas.Memory came back with the clean smell and feel of the room and I wondered how long I'd be able to stay out of hell this time. However, it wasn't fair to Peter and Nicole. They were married, had children and I was one half of their parents. I had lost my father too early and my mother only a few years later. It was one of the few things in which life had not treated me kindly. How could I make them semi-orphans, just because their mother had turned out to.