You read about these things, but then it happens to you, and it feels like he is under my skin. No matter how hard I scrub, I still feel filthy." Even...as she talks, she’s scratching her skin, leaving red lines where her nails dig into her already raw flesh.I nod as she speaks, and grab the shower nozzle, rinsing off the soap. As soon as that’s done, I turn off the water, and help her out. She lets me gently dry her, wrapping the towel around her before she hugs me tightly again."Oh, Nick. I. “What do we have planned for today?”“Nothing, until we go to the Country Club this evening. What would you like for breakfast?”“How about something different? Can you fix bacon, hash browns, eggs, and toast?”“That is certainly different. I will try. Go get dressed.”Patti returned wearing a white sleeveless knit top with denim shorts and sandals. I know that sounds simple and would be on many, but she made that outfit look great!I served breakfast. When we finished, she helped me clean the. But then he was doing something wilder than ever to her. His tongue danced and dove and rubbed at the very tip of her standing clit and Billie plunged her fingers deep into the thick, nappy curls on Hanson's head. A honey-warm rush of trembles filled her body, and her ass squirmed ravenously with a life of its own."Hanson! Ohhh, God!"Slowing his attack, Hanson teased with a barely touching friction until Billie-Ann hung suspended in a hellishly excruciating paradise. Her last breath stuck in. She leaned forward and, using only her mouth, put it on my hard cock. Her soft hands began touching my balls as she rose off my dick. She licked her lips and leaned forward for a kiss.We passionately kissed, and I ran my fingers through her soft hair. My other hand slid up her belly to fondle her breasts. She leaned forward.“Are you going to be my young stud? Are you going to fuck me with your huge dick?”She climbed on top, placing her entrance on the tip of my cock. She started grinding.