My pussy was dripping. I didn’t need it, but I couldn’t stop myself.That’s how you suck cock, Clint said in my imagination, grinning down at me... His muscular chest rippled in my imagination as he seized my brassy hair. You worship the man of the house’s cock just like that.“Fuck,” I grunted, pulling the dildo from my lips. What was wrong with me?I closed my eyes, picturing Stefani wearing the dildo as a strap-on, her fiery hair spilling about her shoulders, her breasts round, nipples pierced. 4ft tall, she didn’t required much make up as she was fair and had beautiful long black hair, sharp eyes and her toned noose, potting lips even giving her natural beauty that one must take a second look. She is often wear Indian dress like chudidar, salwar or sari to hide her beautiful body. She looks very normal house wife, she feels bit fat but her weight is equally distributed to her body that was giving her good shape, she catches every guys eyes especially when she is in body fit dresses.. My turn I guess, Truth."I didn't have to think long before I said, "Same question to you then. How much do you masturbate?" Uh, well, I dunno if it's normal for girls to do it or not, but I usually do a couple of times a week in the shower."The conversation was having an effect on me. I had never heard a girl talk this explicitly about masturbating. I was beginning to get turned on and was wondering if she was too.I chose Dare next, and she turned the tables on me."Ok, I dare you to take your. “I –uh-I don’t know,” stammered Gina. “I never really thought about it.” “Go ahead, rub your clit Gina. I want to watch you. You can watch me too,” Angel said as she placed one leg on the bed. Her pussy was so close to Gina’s face. Gina couldn’t help but stare. Angel reached for Gina’s hand and got a hold of it before she could pull away. She pulled Gina’s hand toward her wet pussy and guided her hand to her clit. Just the touch of Gina’s hand on her clit made Angel want to cum. Gina pulled.