Soon my fingers could sense the heat getting out from her shaved labia. My hand found hers. Her fingers were damp and hot…She murmured I should stop... but she never pushed me away.My fingers took over; I finally felt the warm wetness. I traced along, pressing inside her, coating my fingers in her juice. Pulling out, I traced again and found her swollen clit.She practically jumped as I rubbed little circles around it.She begged me to stop; her voice was quivering, but hesitant…Her moans grew. ..” groaned Sam"I think I’m going to cum"his ass clenching against the butt plug"good boy!! come on you cum slut fuck whore!!!!!! into your hand now boy, cum into your other hand" oooh I’m CUMING...aaahhhhh AHHH OH GOD!"Cum flew into Sam’s cupped hand, filling it"oh good BOY! now let it drip on your face boy, don’t rub it, just let it drip off"Sam did as he was told, cum dribbling down his forehead and cheek, over his nose and upper lip."thank you sir" oh we aren’t done yet! put your cock back. She had been the object of myfantasies for some time, and I had even managed topeep through her windows one time to see her as shestepped out of the shower and walked around herroom in the nude. We were sitting about 10 feet apart onseperate couches facing each other, and I thoughCarson was boring so I picked up the romote controland started scanning the channels. When I stoppedon HBO there was a scene of a man undressing awoman and then the scene changed to her laying downand him making love. I couldn’t sleep. My thoughts kept revolving around the beauty I just left. My thoughts disturbed when I heard someone coming towards water tank.It was none other than my dream girl. She came to me and asked some space to sleep as she failed to get sleep on the small space she got in the ladies group. I made some space for her on my bed.She slept beside me without a blanket after sometime I observed that she is shivering to the cold breezes of the fast approaching winter. I felt sorry for her.