She tilted her head back and kissed him deep, weaving her tongue in and out until her knees were ready to give way. He slid his hand into her panties ...o find her dripping. He slipped finger inside of her and she moaned, so ready she felt she might die if he didn’t fuck her. He slipped the panties around her ankles, lifted her dress in the back, and entered her. It was heaven for both of them after the long wait as he thrust eagerly inside of her, reaching around to rub small circles into her. She was eager to assist him, and was frequently around longer than most of the girls. They got along as well as ever, if not better, and it was torture for him wondering what thoughts were really going through her head.And all the while, on a daily basis, there was her cute little spandex clad butt an arm’s length away. It was killing him to think about it. It had been months since the last time Dee had visited, and he was nearly beside himself with the longing to hold any part of the feminine. "go jump in the shower, and i'll fix you something to eat" i'm in the shower, just trying to cool off, and get some of the crud off.... i thought i heard the door open, but figure it's just the back door upstairs.. through the shower curtain i see my wife sitting on a folding chair, legs spread, fingering her pussy. i open the shower curtain, she's watching me, watching her and her busy fingers she steps towards me, dropping her sundress to the floor, and stops at the shower stall. Found her clitoris and gave it a (relatively gentle) bite, too.That’s all it took to bring her over the top. Jasmin’s moaning got really loud; she was gasping for breath. Then she let out a scream - fortunately, not too loud; that cheap hotel’s walls were paper-thin. “Fuck – I’m coming!” Her whole body shook – once, twice, a third time. Her legs twitched and her upper body swayed.Jasmin’s orgasm must have lasted a full thirty seconds. My face was drenched with her pussy juice. I felt like a.