You ask, as I run the shower, whether I want to undress you… I stammer a, “Yes.” “How badly do you want to undress me?” you ask, smiling. �...�Oh, please, please let me undress you! I’ll do anything!” I’ve lost it completely. You place my hands around you to the back of your top. Your lips are inches from mine.. “Anything? That was a bit rash, you don’t know what you’re letting yourself in for… go on then take it off,” you whisper. Breathless, I lift your top off, and then, kneeling in front of. I could feel she was soaked already. I rubbed my hand from top to bottom, teasing her, her juices covering my hand when I suddenly dipped one finger into her. She let out a huge sigh of relief. I have never felt a pussy that wet before, I just had to have her. In one swift move I got up and pushed her down on the couch, my hands ripping her pants and panties off. Kissing the inside of her thighs briefly, I move to what I truly want. I licked the length of her pussy in one long stroke, tasting. The door was never locked, so I went in there once and found a large empty space without cubicles and offices lining the outside walls.Those empty offices were where I found the release for my sexual discontent. I would kneel or stand in one with my tube of Vaseline or hand cream, and imagine all the experiences I figured I had missed along the way. As I was approaching my thirty-third birthday I assumed that had been a lot. My co-workers, celebrities, and various girls I had known in high. Without my knowledge, my pantie became wet. I stopped the story till the half, removed my top, my shorts, locked the bedroom, lied down on my bed and started to continue reading the story and started to masturbate. My nipples became hard, my pussy was wet, my boobs were lactating, I was biting my lips and my hand went down my panty and I was Cumming to hell.I moaned a lot and became crazy mad reading this hot story. I felt like I was a teen virgin girl who wanted to get fucked very badly…I.