Now, with my feelingsin a whirl, my entire sex felt bloated as I pushed up to your hand as it cuppedme, wanting your finger inside again. As your hand...moved fractionally I realisedthat I was leaking copiously onto you and began shaking with embarrassment.I didn't know if I would cry. But it wasn't simply embarrassment it was alsowicked lust. I wanted you to make love to me, to take me. As you kissed meyour fingers slid over my clit. I moaned into your mouth, my hips bucking. I kept my hands. When she would hold parties I wasthe center of attention. She loved that and as well asI. She would have so many men over to please her byfilling my ass and mouth with there cum. She loved itwhen I would sallow it all and beg for more. She nevertired of it. I remember one night she was talking toone of her girl friends and the intercom was on. I heard her say that for the past six years it cost hernothing to have a maid and a cook who lived in andnever asked for a thing. She claimed that with. Being very liberal with the amount of lotion she used, she took plenty of time rubbing her body until it was slippery all over. She had definitely been thorough, and she liked the feeling of rubbing her slick thighs together. With all this self-teasing and sensual anticipation, Madelyn figured she'd satisfy herself later when she got back to her room. Drifting in and out of sleep was blissful. Madelyn frequently checked to make sure she wasn't burning, and to flip herself over. She was. ” “Ok can you come back here I want to hear all about your boot camp experience. I said sure and went into her room I figure she was fully clothed by now, but for some reason her clothes was folded neatly next to the bath room door on the shelf. I figure that’s some clothes she wear for later and paid it no mind. I knock on the door and I hear Ms. Clapton say “Come on in Hun the door is open.” Well my suspicions were correct Ms. Clapton was not dressed she in a beach towel and she was drying.