While I shared the truth about my motives, keeping the gory details to myself, she sat silently, drinking in each word, tone, and facial expression. A...gela had the gift of listening with her entire body. It was more art than science, but she took that art to another level when she let me talk about Benjamin and how we met our end together.Why AM I here?I asked myself that question during each of my lives and never come close to an intelligent answer. If you pressed me hard, I would admit that. "The brunette shook her head slowly. "See, I don't believe that. 'Cause there's gotta be some reason why you keep starin' at my lips like that."Caught out, Buffy's eyes fell to the barbed wire tattoo on Faith's arm because it was the safest place to look right now. She opened her mouth without thinking. "Can I... I want to touch it," she said quietly. Without waiting for Faith's permission, she reached out and gently traced the jagged lines of ink with the tips of her fingers, barely touching. In so doing his groin settled into my cleavage and I couldn't resist clasping his big cock between my 36Cs. As soon as he began stroking his meat between my boobs I resumed kissing and provocatively nipping between his thighs.Thrilled with my first ever hot wife venture and feeling Wayne leaking a lot of precum I slid forward away from his mouth and took his big cock in my mouth until the knob filled my throat. Showing my ardent appreciation for his considerate foreplay I found oral talents I. ..At about 6-something I made my way to the bathroom; this time is optimal for moments like this since barely anyone is on the 5th floor, much less the bathrooms. I took my place in the stall nearest the back wall, slid my pants off, sat on the toilet, took out my bullet, and got to work. I got rid of whatever was in my system first, and then I switched on the bullet and placed it near my clit. The funny thing about trying to masturbate in a bathroom stall is trying to get into a comfortable.