I pull away and lean back against the wall. I tell you to sit down, I take my foot and trace it slowly up your thighs and rub your stiffening cock gen...ly, then I move it up your chest and rest it on your shoulder. You have a perfect view of my pussy. I'm pinching my nipples with one hand the other one sliding down my chest to my pussy. I push my fingers between my pussy lips and start to rub my fingers up and down, my pussy is so wet and warm, and the water running over me only adds to the. About 6 months ago Kat was away for the week on a work related course. One evening I decided to go onto a gay/bisexual chat room and eventually got chatting to a guy called Danny; he told me he was bisexual and enjoyed playing the dominant role during sex. Danny had a girlfriend but she was unaware of his bisexual activities. Danny lived about 60 miles away from me but when I mentioned I was alone in the house for the week he suggested travelling to my town and meeting up. I asked for a picture. He knew how to fix this, and it had been a very long time since any females had made the mistake of coming here alone. He could think of no reason not to take his time, he could feast on the succulence of her skin when he had fulfilled the other primal need that tore at him. She desperately tried to keep her legs closed as his fingers forced their way between the folds of her skin, her protesting unnoticed. She was angry as she looked down to what his eyes stared at, the cool breeze of the. . ?" Yes. Then you do remember him. See this fountain pen?" she said quietly, showing me a beautiful emerald green fountain pen."Yeah," I said, wondering what was coming."Loren gave this to me for my Birthday our freshman year. That was before your Uncle Keith and I started going around together." Did you go out with him, Aunt Jeannie?" I wanted to... ," she replied, her voice catching. Since it was dark, I had to wonder—could she be crying... "Did he ask you... ?" I asked, with a young boy's.