As I woke, I realized that I while I was on my back, I wasn't on a beach. Probably also not in Mexico. I looked down the length of my body and saw that the girl wasn't Jennie, it was Mary. Her lips were down to the root of my erect p***s – she was deep throating me. Her head moved up slowly, and as the shaft emerged from her mouth she wrapped both hands around it and twisted them gently so that although only the head was in her mouth, all of me was still being touched, stimulated. Down went her head, and then back up. Down. Up. Down. I knew that I should do something. "Oh God," I said.
Up. I watched the head of my d**k pop out of her mouth. She gave it a little swirly thing with her tongue, then her eyes moved from down there to look up at me. She smiled. "Good morning," she said. Her han
