Her face lit up. Smiling, she lifted the pad and quickly scribbled, "Forget the restaurant. Let's have room service instead!" As it turned out, the food would have to wait. Both of us were so hot for each other by the time we arrived at my hotel that we were kissing in the elevator on the way up. Diana liked using her hands a lot when she kissed, squeezing my ass and massaging my boobs while her tongue caressed mine. Somehow, the fact that she couldn't talk made things incredibly sexy. Maybe that was because we had to communicate using purely physical methods, with our lips and tongues and hands.

Inside my room, she tossed her beret onto a chair and pulled her fluffy white sweater over her head. No bra-she didn't need one. Her breasts were so firm that they stood out from her body, round and full. Her nipples were like pale pink circles painted on her breasts, as if she had dipped each into a shallow bowl of strawberry milk. When she reached for the big gold safety-pin-style fastener.

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'Let me do that," I said. "I always like to unwrap my presents myself." She put her hands at my waist as I undid the pin and tugged down her skirt's zipper. Then I got on my knees and pulled off her white tights. Her pussy was pretty and looked virginal, with only downy wisps of pubic hair and delicate labia. I used my thumbs to push those lips apart. Her tiny pink clit peeked out from under a smooth hood of skin. I put out my tongue and licked it good...