I traced my finger around the outside of her pussy lips. She already swollen and very wet. My fingers became moist and slippery. I moved them along th... length of the crack between her lips. “That feels much better,” she said as her breathing was becoming more rapid. “It’s been so long since a man has touched me and kissed me in those places. D … don’t stop.”I pushed my fingers between her lips. The hot moisture oozed out coating my fingers and dripping onto the bed. I moved to the top of her. I gazed at the clock and suddenly ‘BONG’. As the clock continued to chime I stared into the painting. My nipples stiffened under the towel and my pussy began to throb. I could feel my juices begin to seep out and run down my legs. I reached up and squeezed my breasts as my towel dropped to the floor. The whole time I stared into the painting. My knees grew weak and my breathing grew heavier. By the time the clock chimed for the fifth and final time I nearly climaxed. When the last chime ended. He stopped keeping my gaand plugged with his lund. I gave an outward jerk to my hips and his lund slipped out from my gaand. I saw his lund was smeared with my shit. I was feeling so acute toilet pressure that I rushed to toilet and sit on pot. I discharged enough shit but toilet pressure was not going. I was feeling as if more and more shit will have to come out. But that was a false toilet pressure due to irritation of my rectum canal. My gaand was burning and etching severely.I came out from. ‘Ever since I admitted to myself that I’m sexually attracted to women, I’ve allowed myself to have fantasies. Sometimes, they’re all that get me through the day. Melissa is my number one fantasy, she’s so beautiful and she has that air about her. She’ll be graduating in a month, so if you could arrange a get-together for the two of us before that happens, I’d make it more than worth your while.’ Katherine named a figure which made Vickie giggle. ‘Goodness Katherine, it isn’t going to be that.