..got off the bed and started taking her panties off....i couldnt believe this, when she removed them i was mesmerised by her black hairy pussy, not o...er the top but hairy enough to be sexy and better than all this smoothness you get nowadays. She asked me to touch myself like she saw years ago. I diodnt need a second invitation, i started slowly wanking my oily cock, wacthing her watch me wank was pretty much the most erotic feeling i had ever had....she let me do this for a couple of. ..” I replied uncertainly. He kissed me deeply. For his only response I got a smirk before he was on me, flipping me over, hiking my ass up and giving it a slap, a groan rumbling from deep within his chest as my cheeks rippled. Whimpering, I arched in a sultry fashion, pressing back against him so that I could grind against his bulge. He leaned over me once more. Placing a kiss on my back his arm snaking around me as he whispered, lips pressed against my ear, “Nuh uh babygirl. You want to play,. As she was washing herself under the warm water, she looked down and noticed that her nipples were still aching and sensitive to her touch and that gently rubbing the swollen buds sent a rush of pleasure straight to her pussy. Despite feeling extremely confused and conflicted by everything that had happened that afternoon, she rather ashamedly began to feel a another type of need, one she could only relieve by sliding a finger between her slippery labia until she found her hypersensitive bud.. You feel uncomfortable.Sweat pours down your sleeping body.Dreams are scattered, unfocused, confused, quick.You feel a powerful tension, as if something is trying to grow from within...With a sharp gasp you wake up from the dream, covered in sweat, your bed sheets twisted and tucked around you, trapping you, forcing you to struggle to free yourself, you walk almost drunkenly to the bathroom, to wash your face, feeling overheated.Looking up into the mirror, you stumble backwards in surprise -.