She pumped and humped against my hand while I squeezed her wet mound. The wetness of her juices was soaking through the material of her panties, leaki...g and oozing onto my fingers. I pushed the wet silky material into the deep groove of her pussy lips, pulling it out and stuffing it back in again. My mouth returned to her tits and nipples. As I nibbled and sucked some more, she let out a small gasp, she started shuddering and began to cum.She rolled her eyes back in her head and tossed her head. I promised my wife I wouldn’t be out all night.” “Sorry Mr. Gordon but I couldn’t live with myself if I let you drive home. What if you got into an accident?” I knew he wasn’t stumbling over drunk but I was feeling horny again. I reached over and turned on a small lamp. I waited for his eyes to adjust and when they did I could see them focusing on me and the skimpy little nightie I had on.“You know Mr. Gordon I did a paper on the effects of alcohol for school. Maybe we could find a way for you. Backing away, she reached for the washcloth hanging on the soap dish at the side of the tub. Holding it in the shower stream, she got it wet and then vigorously rubbed the bar of soap into it.When it was nice and soapy she held out the prepared washcloth saying, "You put the paint on me, why don't you wash it off."Kneeling in front of her, Dave proceeded to wash her entire body. Although he would have desired to leave the paint on her face because it looked so sexy, that was the first he. I took the first couple of jets over my face and hair, before wrapping my lips around the head of his cock and drinking down the next 3 or 4 creamy spurts. When he came, he gripped my hips so hard I almost bit his cock, but he soon let go and went back to gently licking my bum and pussy holes. That felt really nice and he soon brought me to a lovely strong orgasm, licking it all up, while I kissed and sucked his slowly softening cock and scooped up any other drops of spunk I could find into.