?It's okay Lynsey, relax, we're friends.? Friends? She couldn't think clearly, too sleepy. Friends. It was okay then.Lynsey tried to turn to go back t...o sleep, stroking her cunt absently. Comeand then sleep. Or sleep and then come. ?Lynsey,? the voice insisted, dragging her back to her half wakefulness. Ahand, not her own, pressed between her legs, her thighs parted with a willof her own, and she purred. ?Lynsey, do you want to have a little fun withyour friend.? Fun? She was so wet. She. His eyes traveled hungrily over the lush curves of her breasts, seen only in profile but incredible just the same. He continued down over the womanly curve to her waist and soft swell of her stomach, just barely catching a glimpse of the patch of dark hair between her softly turned thighs. And her ass! What a perfectly formed delight, neither too flat or too full, just two perfectly curved globes that begged to be cupped and caressed by a man’s hands. How was it possible that she had hidden. But those feelingsseemed to be suppressed in me, replaced by an overwhelming hunger. Ihad to have it. Claire sensed this, took Corey's hardon out of hermouth and held it out to me. I crawled over and put my lips on it. Thetingling urges inside of me were overpowering now as I lowered my head,taking every last inch of him until I nearly choked on it. I fondledhis sweaty balls as I fell into a rhythm, performing fellatio as if itwas the most normal thing in the world.I felt his balls tighten. The money is great and the hourseasy but this town has nothing if you don't gamble in the off season.I checked into my hotel and started to unpack. My wife had packed much ofit after I but in my business basics so I never know what I'll find. Yousee, I am her sissy and I know she packed some real pretty things for meto wear. After 25 years together she knows how to keep me in line andalways hot.I figure I can relax and walk the boardwalk this evening and maybe hitthe hot tub before bed. I.