.. and I know... I am yours... only yours.I ache for you, my skin burning for your touch, and I already feel my soaking wet pussy clinging to your roc... hard need; driving into my molten center and forcing me open to you; pushing me past all of my limits, shoving me straight into the teeth of nearly unbearable, elicit desire, and making me burn for you. I picture how you rubbed your cock against me there, grinding against me until I couldn't take it anymore, had to have you inside me. I remember. This is where I give in. My clothes come off and I go back to watching her for a moment. I appreciate the stark contrast in our skin tones – a first experience of this kind for me. I hope this is new and a bit strange to her as well. As I mesh my body into hers, we immediately feel natural together. I remove the shower handle from its holder and bring it down between her legs, pressing my chest hard against her, kissing her neck and cheeks. She’s moaning softly. As I use my free hand to. We live in a smaller community, but one worth living in. A few big box n’ ticket stores tried building in our town, but we had petitioned and fought for them to be removed. We won. In fact, they still moved in, but just outside of the border. However, after about two years, they ended up closing those stores down anyway, as most of us in our town had rallied against shopping and working there. That, too, is another story for another time. So, hopefully you like what I am writing and the. .. you know, got along okay, didn't we?" Of course we did."Laura sensed that Camille wanted them to meet privately, without Rob. They had never actually done that. They had fucked several times, but only with Rob interrupting them, or there from the start. The very thought of it made her pussy suddenly wet."Can't we get together? Somewhere, you know, where he won't even know?" You want to come over here?" You mean your place? Sure. I could make it in about... oh, I don't know, I could come.