I moan with his movements and continue to massage the shampoo into my hair. He slowly slides his hands down my sides and spreads my legs apart, liftin... one leg up onto a bench in the shower. He slides his hand in between my legs and rakes his nails up my inner thighs. His right hand slides closer to my pussy and his middle finger slides through my lips to caresses my clit, running slow circles around it. I continue to moan and buck my hips slowly, heat rising to my cheeks.“You like this don’t. I said sorry to her whatever happened and she quietly said that these days she is getting used to these things as her husband ramesh is getting more and more busy with work. He recently got promoted and is working for almost 10 hours and hardly makes out time for her even on weekends. I tried to motivate her by saying that all he is doing for her and his future and just stay calm as good times will follow soon. She gave a small smile and said if i can help her show the car and guide her for. “Really?” she responded with a gasp.“Yeah, and I would like to show just how you make me feel?” I said moving my right hand to her left leg giving her a very hard squeeze.She slapped me on the face, and immediately followed that by saying, “I’m sorry, Rick!”“Well, at least you slapped me, that would make most of the boys run away.”“Was that a trick? Didn’t you really mean what you just said?”“Boys, of all ages will say whatever comes to mind when it comes to talking to a girl that looks like. Tell Me what you want, slut. I want to hear your words,’ I said. ‘I… I want your cock, Master,’ she groaned. I could hear the desperation and need in her voice. ‘No, tell Me what you want, slut.’ I repeated. ‘Oh God Master,’ she cried, ‘I want your cock in my cunt! I want you to fuck your slut. Fuck me, Master, please…’ ‘That’s more like it. You know how I like it when you talk dirty. I want a foul-mouthed slut.’ ‘Yes, Master.’ ‘Now fuck that dirty cunt! Fuck yourself with your fingers. Imagine.