We love to give each other pleasure, when we are at the amusement park. Each ride we tease each other, either by a hand job, or maybe a finger playing... in my pussy. When we were at the amusement park, we love to go on the Ferris wheel. This Ferris wheel was the kind that you're in an enclosed area with a door. People would only be able to see if they were in the car with you. We sat next to each other. Once the ride started, I unzipped my boyfriend’s pants and took out his cock. He was. The interior was pale cream stucco, every room with very dark, old hardwood floors. The kitchen was a dichotomy; old, distressed wood cabinetry and a white ceramic farmers sink mixed in with contemporary brushed steel appliances. The other rooms followed a theme, the furniture plain, dark wood frames and cream cushions. Mullioned windows facing the sea were huge and framed with the same dark wood. Windows facing inland were small providing privacy.Upstairs we discovered three bathrooms, all. As fast as the elevator moved, those eighteen floors seemed like an eternity.We arrived at the door and Michelle swiped the key card. This seemed so different than the dozens of other times we’ve entered a hotel room together. I’m not sure how to explain how I felt: Trepidation, a little fear that I wouldn’t stack up to the lover she’d been with the last eight weeks or so; a longing for her that went to my very soul; or just plain horny for the woman I loved. I guess all of them and several. Then hesaid, "You're gonna have to shave your stomach." And with that he crackedopen his biology book.Somewhat disappointed I took off the costume and put on some gym shortsand a tee shirt and started studying as well. I wanted to ask what he wasthinking but decided to let it go. The next couple of weeks passedquickly and then it was the day of the party. Jim and I were back beingbuds and hanging out and things seemed to have returned to normal. About3 hours before the party, I grabbed my.