As he rinsed my hair, he brushed back the soap so it didn't sting my eyes and made sure all of it was through my hair. His fingers gently cradled my ...ound once the rest of me was clean before I watched him kneel, holding onto my hips for balance. I screamed, surprised that his tongue first caressed my back entrance, lovingly encircling its untouched opening. He kissed both cheeks, lingering with me bent slightly forward and drove his tongue against my soaked pussy, finding my clit suddenly as. "Jesus," I exclaimed, not really meaning it. I am an atheist. "And people actually believed that crap?"He stiffened for an instant before remembering how his stomach had collided with my fist quite recently. "It's not crap, Mr. Kane; it's a very good piece of psychological science. It helped us understand the human psyche as we know it today."On any other day, I would have asked if a psyche was what you called a female psycho. Today, I let it pass.He continued because I had not interrupted, "I. “Where are you?” I asked her. “On my bed,” she replied. “He’s out shopping with the girls.” “What are you wearing?” “Jeans, top,” she responded, “bra and pants.” “Take down your jeans.” I told her. I heard her in the background taking them down. “Done,” she said. “Now your panties,” I told her. Once again I heard her removing clothes. “Now play with yourself Ruth,” I told her, “I want to hear you cum. I want you to think about what I am going to do to you on Tuesday night, you filthy. I picked up a 36 D bra from La Senza however mygirlfriend remarked that it wasn’t big enough for hermum’s boobs.Ah her mum’s boobs, so perfect and round, still firmfor someone of her age, of course her being 47 but notlooking a day over 30.Images going through my mind about the very sexy MILFin a lacey red bra, I could feel myself getting turnedon over the thought so I left the shop in a hurry.We got the bus back to my girlfriend’s house andchilled out for a bit, trying.