Each time her clit had pressure applied to it she felt herself become wetter and move closer to the magical release she had been denied since the drea... began. It would come soon surely.Arching her back off the bed Jennifer pushed herself down, driving her crotch harder against her dream lovers face, their tongue pressing harder against her clit and yet another shock wave of pleasure shooting through her crotch and up her spine.“Oh god!” she moaned as the tongue moved back down and sank into her. Naturally, I was excited because that meant I got to look at a variety of women during shower time. I loved to watch other women touch their pussies in the shower; it was one of my favorite parts of Factory O. Last night,though, was different. As I was rinsing my hair, glancing around at the women in the room, I felt someone else's fingers run along my clit and between my pussy lips! Startled, I spun around to see a forty something year old woman with dark curly hair and a pudgy body facing me,. Suddnly while i was sleeping,i felt a pressure on my breasts ! Main dar gayi ! I half opened my eyes to see..I saw that that uncle’s hand was on my chest. He wasnt pressing,may be he was just checheking if i protested ! Par maine aisa acting kiya as if i was sleeping. When he saw that i wasnt reacting,he started pressing my boobs very softy. Mujh accha lagne laga. He was pressing them with great care..Softy yet seductivly. Par dhire dhire unka pressure badhte gaya ! He started squeezing them !. ‘I call them my ‘fuck me’ shoes. They’re the kind of shoes you usually leave on during sex.’ ‘What are you doing Jenny?’ ‘I thought it was obvious by now.’ ‘We can’t do this,’ he told her. ‘Getting involved would be a bad idea. We work together.’ ‘Why is it so bad?’ she asked. Jenny then leaned over and placed her hands on the arms of his chair. ‘We’ve been dancing around each other for years and I’m tired of it. I want you Conner,’ she said and then drew up close to him so that her lips.