The smell of her cum is so sweet, so addictive, one taste and you want more. My tongue needed to taste her. I buried my tongue deep into her pussy, a...s my fingers played with her clit. As I stuck my tongue in, there was more cum that hadn’t yet oozed out. I lapped it up. She saw that I was excited by the amount of cum, and how she was still as needy for an orgasm. It didn’t take long for me to get her into the same state she had been when I walked in, she was soon grabbing the quilt with her. You wouldn't believe what he just did to me. I couldn't help it. I'm still weak in the knees. I'll wear a gag or something next time. Steve, you need to apologize to these people for what you did to me, and how you made me scream."Steve was a deep red as he looked at his friends and Kate and Paula. "We seem to keep messing up, Paula. I'm really sorry about that. Kate, you shouldn't have had to listen to that and I apologize to you. I'm feeling a lot better. I should go back home with Uncle. I was bored about five minutes into the noisy race. But, as a professional, I stuck it out. Woolsey came in sixth. Respectable, to me anyway.I opened one eye, squinted at the red digital readout. 4:07. I closed my eye for a few seconds, then opened both of them. Wide awake, no sense trying to fool myself. I slid out of bed, careful not to disturb Vanessa, and padded nude to a guest bathroom. Performed the usual morning stuff and moseyed into the kitchen.I drank ice-cold grapefruit juice. "Sam!" What the fuck?" he grumbled, then shot daggers at her through the mirror."Don't be such a dickhead. This is a vacation. It's one thing for you to not have fun, but don't ruin it for everyone else."I glanced at Mia. She was trying not to smile, but I could see the enjoyment she got out of that exchange.Sam harrumphed, which drew a scowl from Shay."OK. That's it, Buster. I make it my personal mission to get you to not only smile before we go back to Tempe, but also to laugh. If you don't.