”Bitchy Barbara hesitated at first, but soon enough, she took the dildo from Polly the Preggo, and proceeded to tongue it tentatively. Looking at Po...ly the Preggo, Bitchy Barbara licked just as she had been shown, working her tongue slowly up towards the head. Since Polly the Preggo had been so greedy, there was nothing left on top for Bitchy Barbara to clean, so she stopped once she reached the head and swallowed down all the creamy sweetness she had managed to collect.“Let’s get naked,” said. I realized that my feet could just barely touch thebottom of the tank, if I stood on tip toes I could keep my nose and mouthabove the suds. The tank was agitating to such an extent that it made itnearly impossible to stand. I tried to tread water, but I wasimmediately drawn in to the swirling torrent and pulled down to thebottom of the tank. For a moment I thought that I was drowning, somehowsurvival mode kick in and I righted my self. I noticed that that all ofthe clothing in the tank. Directing her into the lounge, we broke apart and I sat her on the settee.We carried on kissing for what seemed like an age, as I moved my hands onto her tits she sighed, no-one had ever touched her before, she was waiting for an arranged marriage. As I kissed her she put her hand on my cock again and I had taken her top and bra off and was kneeding her lush tits, bending down to lick her nipples she said how good it was with her moaning.I licked her nipples and ran my fingers up the outside of. Only time I was assured of an orgasm was with my own hand and that caused me to feel that age-old guilt that my mother had ingrained into me as a pubescent teenager. It felt nearly as humiliating as if waking next to a stranger I thought grimly.Both hands slip up beneath the duvet to my breasts and held them tenderly. Obviously they had been deliciously abused the night before, they were still sensitive to the touch!Where were my clothes? I hope I hadn't removed them in a public place again! Or.