They were music to his ears.Her mouth, her lips, her tongue were a violin he played with a frenzied passion. She gasped for air, but sucked in more of... his tongue. Her head twisted frantically to escape the questing tongue. Yet her racing pulse, her panting breath, and her dampening knickers told a different tale entirely.Her skirt had somehow risen all the way up to her waist revealing the telltale wetness of her knickers. Her knees were spread out wide in a very unladylike pose. The visible. I want you so bad.”Vickie moved to the edge of the bed, bent slightly, and offered her breasts to her man. As he sucked the tips, and rolled them with his tongue, she moved his hand away from his engorged dick, replacing it with her own. Nick’s mind was exploding. He’d only known Vickie for a few weeks, but he could picture nobody else in his life, ever. His moans soon became grunts. Although Vickie had never had sex, she knew his nuts were about to erupt. In a swift move, she withdrew her. .Jack:The alarm went off ten minutes later it seemed like, and I was unfamiliar with my surroundings and thrashed around looking for it and nearly broke the damned thing in half trying to shut it off. When it was over, I was more or less vertical though, and I looked at my bed partner as she gazed back, bleary-eyed. Frankly, I more or less expected that I would get the standard bachelor morning-after jolt; reality would flood in and I would blame who I had in bed with me on what I'd had to. Long enough for the Ski-Doo franchise to completely sell out of snowmobiles ... long enough for the college to start classes again ... long enough for the Guard to deliver twenty CASES of C-4 rations ... long enough for me to be trapped in the Avocado garage when the Alberta Clipper slammed us ... twenty two hours of seventy mile an hour snow laden winds. It’s less than three hundred yards from the Avocado to my back door ... I couldn’t even see my house. As I was watching the yard light.