It felt like life and energy was ebbing out of me. I thought I was dying, so I panicked! Throwing caution to the wind, the hell with the consequences,...like someone parched, I sucked life giving fluids from Sally’s pussy, my fountain of life. Immediately, I began to feel better, stronger.My mind cleared. Sally had been gang raped! What was I swallowing? I remember the damp towel now. Sally must have used the emptied water bottle she carried to the bathroom, as a douche bottle! I hope!Would there. Mis pezones reaccionaron poniéndose duros, al punto de sentir que estaban por estallar. Enseguida empezó a bombear mi concha con toda su furia. Su pija era bastante grande y muy dura; me hizo gozar como a una perra, pero traté de contenerme para no aullar a gritos y con ello avergonzar a mi esposo. mi esposo no se animaba a mirarme, mientras ese hijo de puta disfrutaba de mi hambrienta concha. Yo seguía callada, pero necesitaba una cogida así…Acabé sin poder gritar, reprimiendo mis alaridos de. After making sure the room was empty, he led her inside and pressed her against the wall, kissing her passionately. Kate moaned into his mouth as their tongues danced; Anthony's hands roamed all over her body, feeling every inch of her sexy frame. Finally, he pulled back from the kiss and slipped the shoulder straps of her dress down her arms. Kate stepped forward and let the dress fall to the floor, revealing that she wore nothing underneath. "Fuck, you're gorgeous", Anthony said, before. But two nights is better than nothing.We can fit a lot into two nights.I’m smiling again as I lay back in the bubbles, thinking of how we often joke about my bath time being your favourite time of the day.Mischievously, I grab my phone and take a selfie, sending it to you with the normal ‘wish you were here!’ caption. My stomach knots with excitement as I realise that the next time that I have a bath, you will be here with me. As I begin to imagine what that might involve, my hand slips below.