Your hand over mine you encourage me to explore. Are you awake? Or, are you dreaming? A deep sigh and your body shifts again. You grip me tighter. My...cock pulses in your hand with a life of its own. You release me. Disappointment floods through my body. Moments later you grind against me and my cock rests between the two soft mounds of your hot little ass. Are you awake? My hand releases your breast and slides down over the black silk which still covers your tummy. Your tummy button is there. I managed to shave the injured leg quite easily, by propping it up on the edge of the bathtub, like I normally would. My armpits were also equally simple. However, shaving my ‘good’ leg proved to be much more difficult. I tried again and decided I was not going to be able to stand on only the sprained ankle. I attempted to shave by bending at the waist and shaving my leg while I was standing on it, but it proved much more complicated than it looked. Not only did I feel like I would drown as the. He grinded on my tongue and made me put my tongue into his ass. A few minutes of thoroughly defiling my mouth later, he got up and stretched. I was suddenly left feeling empty, and I heaved as I caught my breath.He turned back and looked at me, covered in his piss and cum, with my mouth smelling of his ass and me tied down, my big, abused boobs with the bra sticking to them, and I was still looking at him hungrily because he had not allowed me to touch my clitty and my little balls were blue as. " You reach down and pull my one leg up and I lock it onto your waist as you ram your rock hard cock into me. You are fierce as you fuck me hard up against the shower wall, and it’s my turn to growl as I lightly bite into whatever flesh I can get. I am panting and making a****l noises in the back of my throat. You growl back at me, " this is how hot you make me." You keep going until you get release, and all the wind goes out of both our sails. You look at me and tell me, " I can’t.