Grazed my fingers across her pubic hairs before touching her slit.I was not surprised at what i found down there,Rachael was drippin wet.Her slit was ...ompletely wet as if she has just peed. My fingers found her clit and i applied a little pressure on it.Rachael squirmed in pleasure "ahhhh..."I felt Rachael ache her back and groan loudly as i sucked onto her tits with renewed pleasure while my fingers stroked her clit in circular motion."ughhhhhh...god...that feels damn good"Rachael shouted as. The bar man nodded toward him as he set the drink down in front of her. She turned to him and smiled and nodded thank you, flicking her long hair over her shoulder away from her face. She played with the drinking straw teasing it with her tongue as he watched. He decided he had scored and moved to the stool next to her. She smiled as he sat beside her and said Hi. Thank you for the drink, she said. A pleasure, came the reply. He asked her name and she said, I don't think we need names now do. There is nothing wrong with it as long as you don’t end up doing weird shit.Me: So you are ok with me fantasizing about your mom?Akram: I guess so. There is nothing much I can do about it. Just like many other women we have fantasized about, she is another woman on your list. So it’s ok.Me: Thanks, bro. That will help. All these days, I have not been able to control my thoughts. But at the same time, I was dying of guilt. Talking to you helped me. You are the best friend one could have.Akram: I. Hughes said, concerned.Jesse and Bobby helped me remove my jacket while Mary Jo unbuttoned my shirt."Oh, my God," Mary Jo said when the last button came undone. My right side was a nasty shade of purple."Mr. Anthony, go get Mr. Jefferson," Mr. Hughes said as he reached for the phone.My ribs were only bruised. Tracey arrived just as the doctor had finished bandaging them up. He told me to go home and rest. Tracey wanted to listen to what the doctor had said and take me straight home."Trace, I.