Ryan was a good guy, and he was a good friend, I was hoping to take it to the next level. I woke up the next morning after our encounter, I was almost...late to classes. I had hurry and gotten dressed and headed out. All I could think about was Ryan. What was he doing at this very second? What was he thinking? I didn’t know what to say or do, or how to go about talking to him without it being awkward. Until I felt my phone vibrate.A text from Ryan.“Are you gay?”I didn’t know how to respond to. The water was moving with a lot of force as it rushed against her snatch. Lifting one leg, she opened herself even more and felt the water push deeper into her pussy, making her pump her hips towards the watery penetration. The feeling was like nothing she had ever experienced before. One hand stroked her breasts...pinching her nipples as her hips moved slowly underwater. She turned onto her side and rested her foot on the edge of the tub, leaving her pussy wide open to the pounding water. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I bit down on one of the sofa pillows. When he started his rhythm back up, I felt my ass getting wetter and wetter. I’d seen porn videos where dudes’ asses get creamy but it had never happened to me before until the night Justin fucked me. “Suck this cream off my dick,” he ordered. I turned around and sat up to see his dick looked like I’d nutted all over it. I stuffed it in my mouth. “Oh fuck that shit feel good. Clean that dick off, you freaky ass. . , let him fuck you, Mother!”“Ohhh, baby!” Marla cried out, puffing her hand out of her daughter’s cunt and panties. She hesitated just a moment, then stuck it into her mouth, sucking and licking the juices.Sally stared at her mother in the mirror, then giggled lewdly. “What do I taste like, Mother?”“You’ve never done this?” Marla asked. “I was tasting myself long before I was your age. But to answer your question, you taste like sugar!”Sally turned on the stool, facing her mother. She.