It turns me on so incredibly! And I’m always getting home soaking wet! I just can’t change it. My first thought was: I have a lot of choices of me... now that I can take home after my shift but unfortunately its against the bar policy and I really like this Job, so I don’t do it. So a girl has to take care of herself! I masturbate! A fucking lot! And I love it! Not as much as I would love a good pounding by a huge cock but I love it and I do it a lot - every day when I come home from work! I. My pick and my treat tonight.’ He protested, and insisted on paying, but I held my ground. I was used to getting my way with men, and knew how to make it happen. He suggested that we shower together, but as alluring that idea was, I needed to go to my room, get clean underwear and clothing, and do my makeup and hair before going out. When I got back to the room, I went online and found a romantic French restaurant and made reservations. I texted Jack the time we needed to leave, and got into. She groaned. I gave her the best licking I knew but she quickly pulled me towards her.“I have to feel that big thing in me”I slid forward and entered her pussy. Sweet, juicy and tight. I started stroking slowly“give it to me” she almost yelled.I picked up the pace and I grew inside her. I could feel us both getting close. I looked down at her face and awesome tits and shot another load just as she was heaving and groaning. We came together.I rolled over, exhausted. We both pantedA few minutes. Aur kuonki ghar pass me hi tha isliye kabhi kabhi me use ghar par chod aata thaek din ghar jate waqt sandhya ne kaha ” bhaiya kya apki koi girlfriend hai kya ”maine kaha ” nahi ,kyon kya hua” wo kuch kehna cahathi thi “bhaiya ,meri ek saheli…”magar wo kehte-2 chup ho gayi aur tab tak ghar bhi aa chuka tha isliye wo bina kuch kahe chali gayi.Agle din padte waqt maine kaha “tum kuch kal kehna chahti thi” wo kuch nahi boli .Phir maine use force kiya tho wo kahi”bahiya meri saheli aapke !… dekho.