I wonder if I will ever forget this code and why it was chosen? My cheeky mind turns to whether it relates to 7 enjoying 69, but this thought passes q...uickly as I remember I was instructed to remove my clothes, all of them. I take off my jacket and apricot silk shirt, folding them neatly and placing them for nw next to the leather box. My skin feels the slightly chilling temperature of the air surrounding me, as I unzip my skirt and step out of my shoes. My everyday bra and panties feel very. I wasted no time burying my face in her treasure, my tongue slinking up and down between her puffy lips. I shoved my tongue as deeply as I could into her love canal, then replaced it with three fingers while my tongue moved to find her clit. When my fingers and tongue both met their target, she let out a guttural, animal-like moan that hardened my already stiff cock. She was wet with perspiration, which was still dripping from her, but the unmistakable taste told me most of the moisture I was. I was careful. We didn't hold hands on the way up, or in the kitschy museums or the restaurant where we had lunch. I didn't push anything. She liked the little shops, especially the witchy and New Age ones. "If you like these, what about Nathaniel Hawthorne's house?" That's here?" Are you sure you're from New England? I bet you've never seen the Miskatonic River either." She got that joke. "We'd best hurry. It might rain." I checked the tourist map.The house was perfect for her, as old as lust. With each up and down motion, her juices coat my shaft allowing for deeper penetration.She hesitates as she inhales a deep breath. “God, you’re thick.”“Just take it slow,” Kim says.Not wanting to offer an opinion, I stay quiet and continue licking Kim.With one final downward thrust, Sara takes my entire length. After a few moments she says, “Wow, this sensation is awesome. I’ve never been stretched this far before.”Damn, she is tight. I can feel her muscles pulsating along my shaft, as she.