G caressed me as I washed my long hair, and then I returned the favor by soaping up her body with liquid peppermint Castile soap. G gushed as I rubbe... the cool oil into her hot skin, and moaned as I cupped her pussy and rapidly rubbed her clit. G straddled and humped my thigh, groaning deeply as I fingered her and massaged her clit in brisk circles, causing her to cum all over my hand. When G recovered I asked her how she liked the tingly Castile soap, and she laughed, "My pussy feels minty. .. just name it.” He agreed and commanded, “Okay, first you must be ready to meet where and when I text without delay.”“I will be ready and waiting… and very wet.” More command, “Second, with a marker, you must write on your body that you’re my personal cock slut.” Again accepting, “Gladly! I AM your personal cock slut. I will do anything for you and your cock.”“Lastly, when you see me, you are not allowed to speak. You must drop to your knees and start sucking my cock. No words, just sucking. It was only when Jason asked her one night about her periods that it all came to light. He commented that she looked radiant. “I’ve seen that look before with Barbara,” he told her before explaining that Barbara was the last woman he had got pregnant. She admitted to him that she suspected that she was pregnant, and so next day she went out and bought a test kit. The two men nervously waited while she went to the bathroom. When Laura emerged she calmly sat down between them and showed them the. She invited me in and sat on the couch. She went in to bring some juice and we chatted for a while drinking that. Then our eyes me and the love in our eyes turned into lust and hugged each other. I was crushing her in my arms and she was enjoying my moves. Then slipped her on the couch and removed her saree away, jumped on her and kissing her on her forehead and moved to eyes and then to lips for a lengthy liplock in which we both lost to each other. Slowly moved to neck and swirling my tongue.