It was a completely innocent and sub-conscious movement. Which is what made it so fucking hot. She didn’t sucked her fingers in a seductive fashion,...instead she tasted her pussy and moved on. As she moved off toward the shower I watched her smacking her lips together and rolling her tongue around her lips clearly enjoying the last of her musky, salty pussy flavour.My cock was set to burst. If I had already cum three times in the last few hours I would have already been shooting spunk but I. I lifted my head slightly and opened my eyes to see her eyes focused directly at my crotch.My cock had become hard from both her touch and the thought of her swaying breasts, and had snaked out from the leg of my shorts. It was fully erect and twitching as she stared at it, and the realization that she was looking at my hard cock made it even harder. Just as glistening pre-cum started seeping from my swollen tip she looked up and locked her eyes on mine. As I opened my mouth to speak she put a. "About the weekend?" I questioned. I sat lightly on the edge of the bed."Yes. What else, silly?" She sat up and pulled at me. "Come here." I can't," I said turning toward her..."You can't?" She lay back and I followed her. "Lie on top of me."I said with an exhale, "I can't tell you just like I can't tell you about what I did for your mom." But this is different." She looked up at me and kissed my chin."No, it's not. I'm sorry but I can't tell you." I kissed her lips. "I might be able to tell. She stood in the middle of the room.? She had long black hair then drifted acrossher shoulders and she was wearing a black leather collar around her neck; a minisculeblack leather bra on her very large, perfectly shaped breasts; skimpy blackleather panties; black vinyl boots the covered her calves,; and black stiletto heelsthat were at least four inches high.? Sheactually was the woman in thedirectory photograph ? and looked like the person I?d fantasized about foryears. I couldn?t speak.? AndI.