My hand hit the shorts she was wearing and it took all the concentration I could spare to remember how to lift the leg hole open and slide my hand int...o it. I kept expecting to find her panties, but there were none to be found. The next thing my hand came to was her pussy lips. They were smooth as silk.. no, not even silk is that smooth. As I explored, I was happy to find her clean shaven.Feeling my hand touch her pussy must have done something to her because she broke the kiss and. She moaned, David, I can’t stop cumming as she rolled and pushed her pussy to my face. I took this opportunity to line up the head of my cock to her entrance and pushed it into her slowly. She was having none of that and pushed her pussy up at me embedding me all the way to her cervix. I fucked her this time ... wild and with abandon. She was mumbling something incoherent but I did here cumming again in there somewhere. I pumped in and out of her a few more times and felt my own semen boiling. The fuss and commotion had attracted the attention of Oka the front desk manager. Oka calmly (in the fashion of front desk managers worldwide experienced in dealing with such distraught travelers) explained that it was simply “impossible” as there was “no room at the inn” so to speak. He would do his best to find accommodation for her at another “simpler” more basic property, although even this would be difficult at high season. At this very moment John was on his way to the gym in his sweats. But Mom, Sue, and Mark just sat at the dinner table and talked until about 3pm, when Mark and Sue left to go home.Since that Sunday, Mark had been constantly on my mind. I was in love with Mark! Of course, I knew that Mark was 25 and I was 12 and Mark had a wife and a 2 year-old son. And on top of all of that, Mark was the minister at our church!As I mentioned, Mark and his family would have Sunday lunch with us every couple of months. In early August, he came to our house again. I found out.