I don’t mind you taking time as I can understand your dilemma. I don’t think my mind will change if I get some time to think about our relationshi....In fact, I’m thinking about us every day. In my dream, we cuddle in our bed and do much more. So as days go by, my feeling for you grows stronger and stronger.I’m glad that you like my description of you and the way I called your name. And you are still a young woman to me. A young woman that I want to know really well, both on the inside and. Don't quit."I did quit. I pulled my finger out of her and licked it. " Mmmmmmm, you taste so good. I love the taste of pussy, especially yours." I put my wet finger in her mouth, she sucked it greedily, loving the taste of her own juices, I smiled and pulled back, my hands caressing her soft, hot skin. I enjoyed watching her writhe beneath my hands, my cock hard and solid against her. Laura was desperate with the need to climax, her pussy ached, her nipples so hard they hurt..." Please." she. But the hours dragged on. It was now nearly midnight, so I gave up my sex ideas and went to bed without cumming. I figured the next morning, I would fuck her senseless. I was fast asleep when she stumbled into our bedroom about 1am. She was visibly hammered, and struggling to even stand. She turned on all the lights, oblivious to the fact that was there sleeping. My first thoughts were anger. How could she have stayed out so late. How could she get so drunk and drive home. What was she. I started the engine and clicked on the air. Relief blew through the vents in the nick of time. “We are all really gross. You want to shower?” I pleaded.“This thing is awesome.” Tim said looking around without a concern that his cock was standing at full attention. “Mind if I go first? I’ll be wicked quick. It’s just I was painting the kitchen all morning, fucking all afternoon, sweating in a camper, painting, fucking, sweating, it can make a girl messy.” Rachael joked. “Towels are in that.