I settled down on her bed while I watched her bustle in and out grabbing brushes, towels, lotions and shampoos. Finally I heard the bathroom door lock...and the shower come on with a satisfying gurgle in the next room. It was time for me to have some fun.Sadly for me, the only pair of panties she hadn't yet worn was the black g-string. However, I decided that I should ease myself into those most feminine of undergarments slowly, so I left her two g-strings for another day. One thing I love about. She’s never seen him move with more than languid speed, and she is caught off guard by the sudden burst of action. But only for a moment. Then she wraps her hands around him, and her lips relax returning the kiss with equal passion, and he feels her fall into him. In that embrace, with their bodies and tongues intertwined, their souls mingle, speaking without language, and this too he feels. After a moment that defies any form of measurement a small voice reminds him how caught up he is and,. She asked if i had seen my ex nude or if i have her nude pics. I said i was not that lucky to see a nude girl. Then she started talking more on sex. she wanted to know hw i felt while fingering my ex and hw i did it and all that. I noticed that jane’s nipples are getting erect as i said these. Then she asked if my ex has did something to me. I said “No”. As my ex was quite shy but i always wanted. Jane looked away from me, and asked if i have ever fantasized about her. I lied to her saying a. I had managed to do one load on this particular day, but had been waylaid by a most enjoyable procrastination. After a soak in my oily bubble bath, with some self-exploratory caressing, the event had been cruelly interrupted by a phone call advising that Mike the electrician (who I had not previously met in person, but flirted with on the phone) was indeed on his way to fix some faulty wiring for me. And faultily wired I WAS on this day, as my hormones had been running riot, making me horny as.