I itch to bring my hands down, to touch you but I keep them up and obey. It takes all of my will to do that.You slip down my body. Your hands and mout... are everywhere. You are everywhere! It overwhelms me that it's real. I feel your warmth and weight, hear your kisses, sounds you make and your voice. It's all too much for me. You drag the pantie to the side, and your mouth go rogue over my pussy. Not gentle at all. You bite at my pussy lip, spread me with your fingers and have at it like a. I grabbed my big towel from the closet, when my butt plug fell to the floor. I picked it up and headed for the shower. The hot water felt good trickling down my body. The lather from my body wash was thick and silky. I washed my body and hair. I made sure to shave everything. I cannot have a furry pussy, it must be smooth like a baby's butt.I washed my ass and slid the plug in deep. A few pumps and I'm ready for the night of a major fuck me fest. Once out of the shower, I finsh up with. She wore a black turtleneck sweater over her amplechest, and a red wool pea-coat over that, opened slightly. She had on ashort black skirt with white piping, its hem fell about mid-thigh. Onher legs she wore black tights with a lovely little gray argylepattern. Her footsteps echoed as the knee-high side-zip boots she worehit the tiling on the floor. Made of black stretch leather, they huggedthe curve of her calves. The boots had square toes, and a three andthree quarters inch shovel heel. I was. I walked up the head of the bed, and softly stroked her cheek before deciding the a slightly rougher approach was going to be needed to wake her. I slapped her once hard across the face. She screamed as her eyes flew violently open, she looked around the room frantically trying to figure out what had happened to her. I knew that to make this the most fun, I needed to let her think, at least at first that every thing could be okay, so I decided a little introduction would be in order. I started.