“Dirty girl,” I told myself softly, the water feeling good on my shoulders and back. I wanted to touch myself, only I couldn’t. Not without her ...ermission, afraid of what she’d do if I did. “Violet’s dirty girl. Oh, god.”Eventually, I turned the water off and dried myself just in time for her to join me, a playful smile on her face. She was wearing a robe. One of mine. Red and so short that if she’d bent over her ass would be showing. It was tied loosely around her waist.“I raided your. ” She was open for him, ready for him. “Please….” She rested her forehead against his, their lips brushing together, mingling their breath. “Please.” She panted against his temple. “What do you want me to do?” He demanded roughly against her tantalizingly bare shoulder, rubbing himself against the junction of her legs. “That. Again. Please…” Her words were disjointed, aching with need. His hands slid down her behind, sliding underneath her underwear to caress her in that most intimate place.. My husband is very sexy and has a nice 5" cock, and I love him. We both really like it when I can get a black boy hard and his cock is bigger than my husbands'. He really get excited when he sees me stroke a big black young cock. I love doing it, also. Sometimes, we do it at the movies or at the park or where every we can find young teen boys hanging out. This story is about one of these times, recently: It was a Saturday morning and I had just woke up and heard noise next door. My husband was. Mortified to find her pussy tingling as it gets wetter with each spank. Her pussy betrays her whimpers and Miss Caitlin makes each spank firmly but caresses her bum between them, making it desperately difficult to keep her orgasm from spiraling out of control. To make things worse for her, hearing Becky’s moans fill the room as Megan starts to lick her pussy and clit. Unable to see or move, the moans penetrate her mind and images of the two girls playing in bed flash through her mind, as if.