She stroked it as I unbuttoned her blouse. I reached around her back and unhooked her bra. My hand found her bare breast just as she started moving to her hands and knees. Her lips touched the head of my penis as I rolled on my back freeing my other hand to cup the other breast. Her long, red hair created a tent half way around her head. I was still able to see as she kissed up and down the sides of my penis. She moved putting a knee on each side of my head. I had continued the massage on her breasts as she kissed my scrotum. I breathed deeply and exhaled slowly. I was disappointed that I had missed the opportunity to used my mouth and tongue on her now protruding nipples. I reluctantly removed my hands from her breasts, then used them to unbuckle her pants. I pulled her pants and underwear down to her knees and over my head. I rested my head on top of them. They were warm. I gazed up at her pussy just a few inches above my face. Her bush was the same color as her hair. Her vaginal lips were swelling and there was a glisten of moisture exiting them. I moaned loudly as she sucked one of my testicles into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it, giving me waves of great pleasure. She pushed it out with her tongue.

“When are you going to start eating your appetizer?” she asked with a giggle.

I started by brushing my fingers against her trimmed pubic hair. It was softer than I expected. My fingers moved to her vaginal lips, lightly touching them along their full length. Cinnamon breathed deeply. She slowly exhaled. She breathed in deeply again as I lightly traced the crack between her lips. Moisture was clearly visible and the tips of my fingers became covered with her juices. She let out her breath and took my other testicle into her mouth. I again moaned loudly. She swirled her tongue around it. I pushed my fingertips between her pussy lips. She moaned causing her tongue to vibrate against my testicle. It was an extremely pleasurable sensation. I pushed my fingers deeper and after running them the full length a few times I started circling around and across her clitoris. She pushed my testicle out of mouth and arched her back moaning loudly.

“Yes! Yes! More!” she exclaimed.

I lightly pinched her clitoris. Cinnamon yelped and moaned before I felt her lips around the head of my penis. Her tongue licked the tip. She pushed her pelvis toward my mouth as she took more of my rod into her month. I spread her pussy lips with my fingers. I swirled my tongue around her love button. Cinnamon jerked, then lowered her pussy farther. I pressed my tongue harder against her. She moaned as she took more of me into her mouth. The combination of her tongue and cheeks was pushing me to the edge. I inserted a couple of fingers slowly into her love hole. Her vaginal muscles closed around them. She was now bobbing up and down on my stick. I began pumping my fingers inside her. She made a sound that is hard to describe. I was ready to cum.

“I am going to come soon!” I told her.

She continued. Suddenly her vaginal muscles clamped and relaxed around my fingers. Then her whole body trembled, then shook uncontrollably. She drenched my face. My balls tightened and I shot my load into her mouth. There was more than she could handle. I felt some running down my penis. I pulled my fingers out of her as she collapsed on top of me. We lay there panting for a few minutes.

“That was one of the biggest orgasms I have ever had!” Cinnamon said after rolling off of me.

“I don’t think I have come so much!” I responded.

After a few more minutes Cinnamon said, “I have to clean up and get redressed.”

She got up and went to the bathroom. A few minutes later I got up kicked off my pants and underwear and walked in the bathroom. She had finished, but was looking in the mirror. I kissed her on the neck from behind.

“Do you have a brush?” she asked. “I need to do something with my hair.”

“Sorry, but I do have a larger comb,” I answered.

I got the comb out of my suitcase and walked back into the bathroom. I began combing her hair and continued until she was satisfied. I cleaned up and got dressed.

“Where do you usually eat out?” I inquired.

“There are a few places. It depends on what type of food I am looking to have,” she answered. “I have to go home and feed Char, my cat, first. What kind of food do you want?”

“Let’s go I’ll think about,” I responded.

We got in the car and drove to Cinnamon’s apartment.

“I’ll run up feed Char and be right out,” she said.

Several minutes later she came back out. She had changed into a form fitting dress. She looked absolutely stunning. It showed off her assets and shape wonderfully. I felt underdressed. Soon she was back in the car. I couldn’t help but stare at her.

“You are staring,” she said.

“I’m sorry!” I responded.

“Don’t be sorry! It’s a compliment!” she said.

“You look absolutely stunning!” I said.

“Thanks, Andy!” she said. “There’s a place right on the water. They have a variety of food. I’m sure we will find something,” Cinnamon said.

I kept staring. After a short drive she pulled into a parking lot. We walked across a dock to a large platform out in the water where the restaurant was located. I followed behind her admiring her rear end as she walked. The sun was setting and the view across the water was fantastic. I believe the restaurant was called “Anchorage”. We waited a short time for a table. Several eyes followed Cinnamon as we walked to our table. We were seated at a table that had no other tables between us and the water. The bar was in the center so most of the tables had a good view of the water. The menu was large, but heavily weighted to seafood. We ordered drinks and then ordered our food when the waiter came back with our drinks.

As we waited she said, “There is something I need to tell you.” Her face looked serious and fearful.

My mind raced. Was she in a relationship? Was she married? She couldn’t be pregnant by me. Was she dying? Did she have a disease? Was she a wanted criminal in the U.S.?

“What is it?” I asked with some trepidation.

“I know Cindy, Debby’s cousin, from college. My dorm room was next to Cindy’s dorm room my last 2 years of college,” she explained.

I relaxed and it must have shown on my face.

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to worry you!” Cinnamon apologized. “I met Debby a few times when she came to visit Cindy. We went out to a movie and for meals. Debby spoke about you. Cindy spoke about you. I got the impression that Cindy and you were more than just friends. Cindy thought you were a great guy. She wished she could find a guy like you,” Cinnamon explained. “I know Debby loved you very much. She spoke about you a lot while she was visiting. She wanted to get home to you. After I graduated Cindy kept in contact. She called me when Debby died. Yesterday I was surprised to see your name when you checked in. I had to find out you were the same guy. I don’t get into a sexual relationship so fast, but I felt I already knew you.”

“Wow! It is a small world. Have I lived up to your expectations?” I asked.

“Yes, you have,” Cinnamon replied.

The waiter came with our food. I had gotten fried fish and lobster. Cinnamon had gotten steak and lobster. Now lobster in the Bahamas is different than the Maine lobster which most people picture. Lobster there does not have the large front claws, but has long spiked antennas and a bumpy shell. The Bahamians call it crawfish. It is also called rock lobster. The meal was excellent. When the waiter asked if we wanted dessert.

Cinnamon said with a sly smile, “No thank you. Dessert is waiting for us back at my place.”

I grabbed the check and paid for the meal before Cinnamon could object. We walked to the car and were soon back at Cinnamon’s apartment. We walked upstairs and Char her cat greeted us at the door. Cinnamon locked the door behind us. She went to the kitchen and came back with bowls, ice cream, whipped cream, cherries, and chocolate sauce. We sat at the table. Cinnamon scooped the ice cream. We topped our own ice cream. We ate our sundaes. Cinnamon loved the cherries. They were the ones with the stems attached. She would put a cherry in her mouth, eat the cherry, then remove the stem a few seconds later tied in a knot. Char sat in a chair watching us. Cinnamon put a small amount of ice cream on dish and put it on the floor. Char immediately jumped to the floor and licked the plate clean. Char went to the bedroom after finishing.

“I have a full day planned for my first day as tour guide,” Cinnamon said. “Do you want to spend the night here?” Cinnamon giggled.

“Well I’ve had dessert. Do you have a reason for me to stay?” I tried to say with a straight face.

I felt her foot in my lap. Her toes began kneading my groin.

“Is this reason enough?” she giggled again.

She got up. I did to and helped clear the table.

“Leave the dishes for tomorrow,” she I instructed.

I picked her up in my arms. She turned off lights as I carried her to the bedroom. I kissed her before going through the bedroom door. Once inside I saw Char laying across the middle of the bed. She meowed as we entered. I laid Cinnamon on her side facing away from me.

I touched her neck and stroked down to her shoulder. She trembled. I knelt down and kissed from her neck and down the bare part of her shoulder. I undid the hook at the top of her dress and pulled the zipper down. I caressed the now exposed part of her back. She trembled again. I slipped her dress off her shoulder. She was not wearing a bra. I reached around to find her breast while still kissing her exposed skin. Her dress was form fitting. I was able to get to her breast and put my palm over her nipple and began massaging her breast. Cinnamon moaned her pleasure.

“I think it would be better if I got out of this dress,” she suggested.

We got out of bed. We removed her dress and the rest of her clothes. I stood staring at the lovely woman in front of me.

“You are staring,” Cinnamon said.

“Sorry!” I said.

“Don’t be sorry! It’s a compliment,” she said.

We both laughed.

“There’s something wrong with this picture,” she said. “Your clothes are still on.”