Stood up looking down I could both see and feel his finger explore the inside of my pussy, my juices began soaking his fingers I can’t remember ever... being this wet before as began to writhe and moan at this welcome feeling.Gently he slipped his finger out and pushed my panties further aside before his tongue replaced his fingers, with one hand I held the back of his head and thrust my pussy outwards trying to get as much of his tongue as possible.His tongue teased and worked rhythmically around. Here, towels for both of you."We wrapped the towels around ourselves. I grabbed the remaining beers from the fridge, a bag of pretzels from the mini-bar, and a pocket transistor radio from my overnight bag. The three of us careened down the hall to the pool. It was in the other wing, but our room was close to the split, and we were only 5 or 6 doors away.We burst in like a bunch of teen-age kids sneaking into the gym after dark. As we entered we discovered there was a bell hanging on the inside. In her work she is in a very powerful position where she gives the orders and runs the show. She is in total command and has to be sensible all the time. So she loves this session as she gets off on being made/directed to suck her 'men'. Because she dislikes the taste of cum, she's learned how to make a man cum very quickly indeed.Apparently she thinks that when we finger her none of us know how to bring a woman off in seconds, especially when she's already horny and bursting for a pee. (now. She was reluctant at first, but his constant pleading eventually won and with heavy heart she was forced to show him a small sample of her abilities. She shook her head, I shouldn’t have told him about those stories. She thought in self-depreciation.They stood few meters apart. A silent but deadly lull was in the air, one person was stoic and calm, apprising her opponent seconds before the engagement just like she was thought all those years ago, but her opponent was busy clowning.