She then took me to the bathroom. She then turned on the shower…we then started kissing and i was pressing her boobs and back…then i applied shamp...o on me and her and we were having bath together. We were kissing and fondling each other. And during this she was giving me a hand job. I was about to cum and the she took all cum on her breasts…how sexy it was. Then i started fingering her. Then i pushed her against the walls and stared kissing her back and the approached neck, then boobs, navel. The bods talk about progress constantly.Is this something new? If it is, I need to get it sorted as soon aspractical, because I want to be me again. I'm almost thinking aboutwhat it means to be the new me, but I push the thought, aggressively,to the back of my mind. Maybe the first step I can take is to talkunofficially to someone.There isn't a particularly long list of confidants on my mind, but ithas to be a bod. That might limit it to two or three that I know, orused to know. There'd be. I stopped to let her body and mind cum down from the orgasm she just felt. Soon she had gotten breath back, I asked her to stand up and take off her clothes, so on shaky legs, she started to remove her clothes. Standing before me in all her glory was this little naked woman, wet from her groin to her knees and ready and willing to continue on. I stood up and took her hand and we walked down to my bed room to start anew.As we got to my bed room she crawled on my bed and put her ass in the air. He matched my rhythmic gyrations and rocked with me. He crooned into my ear teasing, "Minha, Belle, you will make me wait... such a naughty girl... making me suffer with this cock-stand you caused." I purred softly, reaching between my legs I gripped his cock firmly. Stroking it in my small hand, he felt so rigid, so ready. I curled forward slightly and placed him in my silken tunnel, gripping him tightly inside of me. I felt his cock soothe and reawaken my over-sensitized pussy. I curled.