It was not like real long, but it was quite fat and the skin would cover the knob end and then slid right off it. It had a big fat sort of vein thing ...running straight, all the way underneath it; and another one on the tops that sort of wandered around the top of his dick as went towards the end.“Oh my god Carl that feels so good, but I know you can do more, so stop pissing about and get those soft young lips round my cock”This was a different Mr Rogers, sort of angry and scary, but I was. His eyes were as busy as mine--at least when I didn't have to watch the road.The readers that have been with me since the start of my trip already know that I'm a twenty-three year old, natural red head. They also know I sport a handsome and quite ample pair of swinging boobs. Swinging because they're unfettered. I normally wear halter top, short shorts, sandals and no underwear--top or bottom.I'm no Greek goddess, not by any means. Nor am I a ravishing movie starlet, but I'm not all that far. "How many shots of vodka?" Nick asked when he'd regained his breath."Only four. Want a top-up or shall we get down to some action?"The two visitors looked at each other. They were both dying to see this gorgeous apparition in the buff and to start being really naughty with her on that big bed."How's about we play first, then maybe have top-ups?" Dave suggested."Good call," she said, pulling the bow of the ribbon holding her negligee closed. It swung open to reveal a mouth-watering semi-erect. Renée had no real control of her body; her legs were draped over Kelly’s shoulders and her thighs gripped Kelly’s head tightly. Renée’s toes began to curl up her mouth opened wide and her head fell back as her torso thrust upward as her back arched. Renée stopped breathing as she came, and her juices began to flow into Kelly’s eager mouth. Kelly, the ever-thinking lover began to hum as she sucked Renée’s engorged clit between her top lip and tongue. Kelly drank in the sweet flavor of Renée’s.