Then she stopped. Sarah stood, undid her robe and let it slide off. “You can stroke your cock better than I can,” she said as she stood in front ...f me totally naked. I could argue with her on that point, but for obvious reasons I did not want to stop. It was also just as likely that Sarah was just tired and didn’t have the energy to jerk me off. “I love the way you look at my body. It gives me chills all over,” she said in a very sexy voice. “Watch me and make yourself cum.” Sarah stood. I couldn’t even think of anything at that time but started to shiver instantly.Before I can make time to think of anything else I heard a voice coming directly from the garden area, “Are you still not inside Honey?” Hearing that I just rushed to the room and made the sound of undoing the door and replied, “No masi I’m already inside Goodnight!”“Goodnight honey, I love you!”“Yeah me too aunty.” Hearing that she didn’t reply anything and that I had a sigh of relief. Now I just had numerous. I rubbed the length of the bottle between my meaty lips and rotated it, letting the cold perspiration run down my body. I felt the urge to go farther, I took the blunt end of the bottle and pressed it against my labia, I pressed down firmly squishing the cold plastic between my labia and touching my cervix. I pulled back a little and deliberately slid the bottle down about 6 inches inside my cunt. I was breathless and aroused but I did not want to disappoint my “fans” so I slopped the bottle. Oh shit, I never usually slept that late, a good thing it was a Sunday.Ugh, I desperately needed a shower, my pubes were all crusty, and I had so much dried cum everywhere that it almost looked like I had grown fish scales. Plus, my morning wood was harder than normal due to the remembered events from the night before, and it didn’t help that I had to piss like a racehorse. I figured that the shower would serve multi-purposes. I darted down the hall in my boxers, grabbed a fresh towel, and.