‘Tis mine for better or worse.)Once on a trip to Pennsylvania, I got stuck in one of a pair of adjoining rooms both beds of which squeaked ear split...tingly. The second night I was awakened about midnight by the sound of a "controlled" awkwardly rhythmic squeak. As quietly as possible I went to the door mashing the side of my head into it and listened to a woman on the other side. At times she forcibly sucked air; at others she forcefully expelled it; then there would be small moans or tones of. Her shirt slipped over her large breasts and they were completely exposed. She caught me staring yet she made no attempt to pull her shirt down. Instead of covering herself she unbuttoned her shirt and tied it in front of her making a country style bra. I quickly looked away and poured the cup of cider. I set it on the log beside her bare skin thigh. I felt the heat of her body on my arm. It was a new feeling to me. I felt like a wild animal in rut. I scooped up a serving of stew and poured a. He didn't say anything for quite awhile. He just held me tight andstroked my head and shoulders lightly, reassuringly, while rocking backand forth with me. I felt so embarrassed to be seen this way by him,but at the same time, I felt safe somehow, held close in his arms whileI cried. I don't know how long we stayed that way. Later Eric told methat he held me for almost an hour before I finally cried myself out.Then, he told me later, he'd laid me down and covered me with a blanketand had left. He gripped my ass hard, occasionally giving me a nice spank when I moaned really loud."Mmm, oh my God."He began alternating between sucking my clit and flicking it over and over with his long tongue."Fuck yeah!Mmm-mm-mm!" I moaned as I began rocking against his face.I ran my fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp as I got closer and closer to cumming."Oh my God. I-I'm gonna cum." Not yet baby," he said, standing up.My pussy was throbbing from being brought so close to an orgasm. We.