She giggled to herself slightly, because it tickled. She continued lowering the shower head until it was level with the top of her pussy. She lowered ...t some more until the water was directly spraying on her slit. "Ah!" There was a sharp sting that shocked her but then it became a massaging feeling that made her feel like she was urinating, but it felt good, really good. Erica widened her legs and propped her right one against the wall to widen the access the shower head had. She lowered it a. My hips thrust forward and back, and she put her hands under me to keep my wetness pressed against her face. Her tongue knew what it was doing. She sucked and licked like she had a mission between my thighs. She grabbed my ass and hips and pulled, at the same time her tongue darted out and sank deep inside my folds. I was thrusting. I was humping. I was an animal in heat. I was anything but running away from this. I was going to cum. “Now. Fuck yes. Give it here. Cum on me. Fucking cum,” she. I’d used that premise to put together a huge collection of scenarios ranging from the simply salacious to the profoundly filthy which had been helpful in keeping my own libido in check. I’d even a written a number of them down, driving myself crazy detailing all the filthy, dirty escapades I liked to imagine she was indulging in. In a few moments of weakness, I’d even shown a close, female friend of mine—Jenny, who had always been partial to erotica—what I’d written. That passive little. Door city me rehti thi daily bus se ati jati thi waha pe unhone apna ghar banwa liya tha unke husband sutarday ki raat ko aate aur sunday ko sham me chale jate theAb thoda short me batata hu.1st year me to maine uspe bilkul dhyan nhi diya lekin ek baat thi mai unki koi b class miss nhi karta thaMaine 2nd year me ate ate college me achhi jaan pehchan bna li thi aur college se bilkul laga hua mera gaav tha to door se ane wale students mujhse aur mere dosto se kafi darte b the yha tak ki mere.