" Lemonade would be good," I answered.Laura went into the kitchen, opened the fridge and took out a pitcher of lemonade, from which she poured us each... a glass, passing one to me as I followed her into the kitchen.While drinking the lemonade, we continued the conversation we'd been having out at the pool, about stuff like my school, my few friends, my teachers, what I liked at school, what I didn't like, and soon. She also told me a little bit about herself ... that she lived by herself and that. I was standing on a lonely street. No one was around. So I walked to the end of the hotel boundary.I turned towards the left and saw a small shop made up of sheets of around 6×4 feet. A tube light was glowing and a guy was sitting inside, seeing TV. As from far, the guy seemed in the thirties. He wasn’t expecting anyone so late so he wasn’t looking towards the front from where I was approaching.I was hell embarrassed and thinking how would I explain his about being nude. Slowly I reached the. They seemed to be friendly enough, even holding hands, but I noticed they weren't their usual 'get-a-room' kind of friendly. They talked for a while and I noticed that their body language indicated they were pulling apart, so I figured whatever they were talking about, wasn't going too well. Courtney looked hot about something And Darryl looked like he was trying to calm her; at least he didn't look as angry. I guess it didn't work because suddenly she hauled off and slapped the shit out of. She quickly straddled me. I loved the weight of her body on my hard cock. She leaned forward and kissed me. Our hips moved together slowly. My cock was throbbing. I felt like I was in high school. I opened the top few buttons on Cara’s white blouse. I kissed her throat and clavicle. “That feels nice,” she moaned.I grabbed the back of her thighs and inched her skirt up. Her panties were silky and smooth. I squeezed her ass. “On your back,” I told her.She lifted her leg and rolled onto.