I slid it quickly down inside her panties, which were sopping, and felt her warm moist lips. She was hairy and the hair was matted with her juices. Sh... groaned as i slid a finger down the length of her slit. Parting the lips i dipped it an inch into her – bloody hell she was ready. I removed my hand and put the finger into my mouth, what a taste. We looked at each other and mouthed at the same time “toilet”. I led the way with my trolley and glancing back at her saw that her dampness was now. She didn’t want him to come so soon. He didn’t want to come so soon. He pulled back. Was she ready? He came back to the bed, turned her over to face up to him. He loved seeing her naked. She was breathing fast, her breasts were flushed. As he kissed them, he felt her nipples harden and get saw them get darker. Was she ready? His hand wandered down between her legs. He felt her hair, felt the wetness. Yes, she was ready. He felt her mound under his hand, felt her wetness when his finger enter. Uncomfortable the whole time we’re together?”He nodded, “Yeah, especially while sitting.”“Then you should ... do what you need to do now so you won’t be uncomfortable the whole time we’re here and later while we’re making the drag. I promise not to peek.”He was so nervous, he couldn’t get a word out, so I pulled my T-shirt from his hand, rolled it up and tied it around my head, “There. Does this help?”He didn’t answer, but I clearly heard the distinct sound of a zipper. I sensed that I should. It didn’t help that she was screaming the thoughts and he could hear every one of them. The first time he was in the hall and could hear multiple voices buzzing in his head. He fell to the floor clutching his head as they all swarmed and chattered inside his skull, it got worse as they stared at him and more voices where added to the pile.Throughout the day he could hear random voices, some sounded as if he was listening to them through a broadband radio and others almost screamed at him like.