I stopped licking her pussy but left my finger where it was as she licked my clit. Every time Shelly licks my pussy I think of the first wonderful n...ight we spent together in the Log Cabin Motel the night of the blizzard. Thinking about that super erotic night made my orgasm speed up and overtook all feeling in my body except for it. I couldn't straighten my legs because of my position but my toes sure curled as I moaned through the wonderful release Shelly gave me. As Shelly and I came. Her eyes danced with a smile as she sipped her beer, tilting her head back to reveal a soft brown expanse of throat. Jack’s mind immediately enacted a million scenario’s., not one of them was remotely platonic. He almost choked on his beer, and fought back his arousal. ‘So, you’re from England?’ He said, quickly placing his beer on the surface and staring at his fingernails. Sophie giggled. ‘And how would one arrive at that assumption?’ she said, exaggerating her accent and fluttering her. We met each other and left the hotel. As soon as we checked into our room I threw my bag pack and hugged her from behind, slowly touching her navel and moving my hands on her stomach. Then slowly kissed her neck and was breathing softly around. My breath was sending shivers through her body. Then slowly turned her around and our lips met after so long gap. She was deeply kissing me and I was enjoying every bit of her lips on mine.Slowly while kissing we fell down on the bed and she was holding. He told me it was ok with him and I should go. Well the day came and I though what the heck, why not I did not have to go through anything, just a drink and a chat, then depending on the night and how I feel, something might happen, but I would make no promises, or invites, let's just see how it goes I told myself I bathed, then dressed not slutty, or as a young let's say 16 year old, but I did wear seamed stockings, suspenders a very sexy matching set of Bra and panties so shear they would.