He reluctantly let go and I pulled the shirt off his shoulders and helped him step out of his pants.He reluctantly let go and I pulled the shirt off his shoulders and helped him step out of his pants. We hugged, his hairy chest against my bare chest, and walked to the bed embracing. Craig fell back onto the bed with me on top. His hand entered the back of my bikini bottom and I lifted momentarily to allow him to remove the them. I reached down and pulled his jockey shorts down and off his legs. We kissed again as his hands went over my bottom and I reached for his cock. He gasped into my ear, "Sit on my face." Not an invitation he would have to repeat twice, one of my favorite things is to be on top of a man's face, it gives me such a feeling of control and power. I waked on my knees up to the headboard and lowered myself on his tongue. I looked in my reflection in the mirrored wall over the headboard. In the background, I could see the ocean wave out over our balcony (we were up too high (23 floors) to see the beach or to worry about being seen from the beach). |