Jessie Harper pulled Bjorn Erikson in again to her naked body when she realized he wasn’t going to win a placing and said, “It doesn’t matter wh...o won the King and Queen crowns tonight because you will always be my King and my Knight in shining armour and all those other wonderful things that you are, Mr Bjorn Erikson.”Bjorn responded likewise and said, “And you will always be my Queen Bee, Miss Jessica Harper!”“Hey, don’t call me that. You know I hate ‘Jessica’. I just like ‘Jessie’ and nothing. You got yourself in to the float as I swam next to you. I grabbed your ankles and pulled you slightly off the seat, giving you some room to spread your legs. Then I just sailed my face into your snug little harbor and began to lick you. You tasted so good, sweaty and sweet. I sucked your clit into my mouth, rolling it over my tongue, nibbling on it slightly. I was rewarded with a hot stream of cum on my chin as you squirted on my face. "Mmmm, I love when you do that," I whispered to you. "And I. He looked at her shoulders and the nape of her neck, at how they merged together in beautiful symmetry. I turned my head trying to look at him.“What was in the note?” I inquired once more, beginning to feel anxious.“I’ll tell you… after.” With her head turned, he saw the flawless line of her cheek and jaw, the strong, wide curve of her chin, and the soft fullness of her lips. He made his decision. He placed a hand on each shoulder, barely touching, and drew them together as the slid up the. He reached down and caressed her clit, felt her getting wetter and wetter. Just as he was about to come he pulled out of her mouth. “Don’t stop,” she whispered, “I could feel you almost there.”He moved down her, kissing and licking and biting her nipples, and spread her legs and went down on her. “No, stop,” she said, “you know I don’t like that.”“You came like a freight train the last time I did.”“Yes you asshole, I told you the same thing last time, and then you kissed me. I don’t like that,.