" Beside my face, her neatly trimmed pubes dripped with water, the triangle pointing downward to her pert clit. God, she was hot."No problem. Here tur... around." She spun away from me and grabbed onto the shower pole, her round, perfect butt sticking out towards me. I looked up between her thighs and eyed the line of her crack as it followed its path down to a tiny puckering anus. She looked delicious. I tried to focus on washing her calves and feet for her. I brought the loofah up her thighs. .. and I can devote my full attention to any ... sensitive areas.’whilst simultaneously I thrust my left hand in between her parted thighs, and like lightning pushed upwards to seize and squeeze the soft flesh of her cunt through her lacy lingerie, in the process hoisting the hem of her mini-skirt up to her hips. I forcefully rubbed my index finger up and down the crotch of her panties, which were already almost soaked with her seeping juices, pressing the thin gusset into the deep furrow. It was nice to be here at Sunset Point, good to be blessed by the Great Spirit, it was great to be fucked by my son.My entire being went into contractions, radiating out from my vagina, making my toes curl, and my lips as well; in that moment before the blast of my lungs let loose a claxon of bellows as the concussion of my cum rippled through my entire nervous system. The confluence of my flow and his gush wet the blanket like a can of soda had spilled. I laughed as we slowly regained our. I looked at her and she showed me her bag. On top, there was a i-pill. I just smiled and she did to. We were talking slowly. I couldn’t resist to ask:M: how come you have not done it before?S: I have a BF but I don’t let him get into my pants. He can kiss me and play with my tits.M: and you?S: to keep him sane, I have to blow him.M: naughty girl.She smiled again and we waited to reach home. I was guiding the driver and side by side ordered a pizza for us. She looked at me and just said: don’t.