I dont have any, I answered. We will have to make do then, wont we? he said. He spread my cheeks exposing my asshole. I felt his hot spit hit me and ...slide slowly down toward my pussy. Rub your clit, he demanded. I want you to get wet so I can slide in. I rubbed away, since i was already wet i had no problem getting more aroused for him. He spit again and again, finally lining his cock up at my pussys opening. I felt him ease in gently… not what I expected. But the gentle in and out did not. Once the wedding was over, the rest of us had ten days of sun, sand and surf and anything else we girls could get our hands on... preferably a good-looking hunk of a man.Once the taxi had dropped me off I dragged my luggage to the check in counter, managed to secure a window seat, not that there was a great deal to see once up in the air, but at least I wouldn't have anyone brushing past me every five minutes wanting to go to the loo.The only thing with arriving early, you had to fill in time. Next, came the most embarrassing part for me, selecting lingerie. I became flustered while being shown a seemingly endless array of bras, panties and other underwear.“Sorry, we shouldn’t have done that. Your reaction’s normal. No girl wants the world to know what undies they wear.”“No problem, you were just having a bit of fun.”We gathered up the clothes and lingerie that I had picked out and headed to the changing room. Mom was already there, a cup of tea in hand. She’d already made some. Life’s a bit like that. You get good news and then bad news. If you would rather not come tomorrow, then we can easily postpone it until it suits you. Regards, your next door neighbour.Bob replied, Thank you, my favourite next door neighbour. It was, and I feel for Mrs. Hardy, my lecturer. I haven't heard from her, so no news is good news. I will be with you tomorrow at eight-thirty. I am so looking forward to my full breakfast. Mum has asked me to look at a couple of things for her tomorrow..