One hand slipped downwards and pushed between the protective lips of her clit. The fingers lightly caressed the hard nub and slid further down to the ...pening of her cunt. Ashleigh was in a world of her own making, caressing her nipple, clit, and cunt with warm soapy fingers. Leaning back against the glass wall of the shower stall, she inserted one finger into her moist cunt and began a slow fucking motion. As the motion of her finger speeded up, she added a second digit, stretching her pussy. Using my fingers from both hands I opened her pussy lips up and stuck my tongue right into the hole that was producing that nectar. I rubbed her clit with my finger and gave her another orgasm.Finally out of shear frustration I shoved my cock into her and humped her for all I was worth. Honestly I wanted to give her pleasure but what I actually did was give myself pleasure. She was tighter than my wife was, she was even tighter than my hand, and in that position I rubbed hard against her pubic. ‘You’re not getting past the fucking threshold, with these on!’ She announced, when Amna arrived, lifting up her tee-shirt to uncover the base of her enormous breasts. ‘I don’t want anyone in my fucking flat wearing any clothes. You just take your fucking things off now, or you can just fuck off.’ Amna always felt more comfortable naked anyway, so it wasn’t long till her clothes were discarded and her nipples felt comfortable, free of the pressure of the cloth restraining them. Fluff’s body was. I playedon the girls' soccer, softball and basketball teams. I wasn't the bestathlete but had fun.I didn't spend as much time in the salon as I used to. I did startworking as the receptionist during the summer and on Saturdays. Fathernever paid me anything before. However, now he had to pay me at leastminimum wage. All of the stylists also pitched in to where I was making$400 a week.When I first started working there, I saved most of my money. I toldeveryone that I was saving for a car. With.