“It’s sauce,” I replied, still not getting her point. “It’s a fucking fingerprint, that’s what it is!” She almost shouted, and I tremble... with every word. “I don’t want your dirty fingers stuck in anything I eat. Did you wash them after you fucked your pussy with them?” I bit my lip. Of course I hadn’t washed them, Jess hadn’t allowed me to. But her dirty talk had rekindled the heat between my legs, and now I was blushing like mad again. “I asked you a question! Answer me!” This was some kind. My eyes were glued. She realized what she was doing and turned around, I just sat there in a daze, my cock throbbing in my shorts as she finished putting the bikini back on its holder. She had redressed into her shorts and her original bra and sat next to me on the extra chair. Marie: “So...was shopping so bad?”Me: “Nope...you feel free to bring me any time!”Marie chuckled “So….let me guess you are going to need to take care of that huh…..ya know….this room is pretty private if you can. I stopped sometimes, holding it in as deep as it would go, then swirling it around. Ohhhhh that was sweet. I fucked myself good, really slamming it into my cunt. I probably would have made a lot of noise, but my mouth was full of tit as I sucked my stiff nips.When I came it was a mind blower. "Fuck yessss!!!" I yelled as my body shook with pleasure. When my body finally unclenched I let the vibrator slide from my twat. Not thinking, I moved it to my mouth and licked it clean, as I often do.I. “Just paying some bills, nothing that can’t wait. What happened to you?”“Oh,” she held up a cast, “I broke my leg.” Naked in bed. “It’s not too bad, I should get the cast off in a week or two, but I’m lonely.”“Yeah, I see that.” Well, all I can see her face, but she got a smile on her face, and I turned the sound down. “Don’t you have a boyfriend?”“Yeah, until I totaled his.