He was still cute, and it was only with a little regret that I turned down his offer to smoke up between rounds. It smelled and looked like good shit,...but I was trying to keep that shit behind me now. For Sherri, because she was still sober, and I was afraid if I went back I would lose her. But he tipped me well for the night and even kissed me before I left, saying he had a crush on me since he saw one of my videos when he was 16. But it stung a bit when he said he barely recognized me.I went. For a moment, Rey was pulled back to the reality of the small tub. She watched as the warm soapy water sank lower and lower, revealing more and more of her now supple naked skin. She shivered, small goosebumps quietly appearing down her arms and breasts. Rey looked down at herself, now fully exposed in the basin of the bathing chamber. Her legs remained parted - her fingers rested gently where they were, waiting for the command to begin again.The feeling of vulnerability was intoxicating to Rey. He let his hands wander over her supple and perky breasts, the nipples hard. As he drug his hands across her taught stomach and down her sides he let his finger nails graze her sides just above her hips, for he remembered how this drove her crazy. She drew a quick breath as he spread her legs, and she arched her hips in welcome delight as his fingers passed across her glistening wet opening, she wanted him so badly. He moved his fingers swiftly and with such purpose across her clit back and. I noticed in my journal that I had taken note that as the afternoon progressed, after each fuck, and as she drank more, Liz became more and more vulgar; wanting me to call her my fuck-bitch, ordering me to fuck her pussy, bang her ass, do it you fucker, and so forth. Liz wanted me to talk about it, while I was fucking her, what it felt like, to talk about her ass and tits.Two or three times, Liz marveled, damn baby, you’re ready again! She not only stroked my cock, but my ego as well. .