She took it out and glanced at it.“It’s Cathy,” she said. “Her roommate’s mother is visiting the country next month. She wants them to stay ...he night.”“Does she speak English?” I asked. Cathy's roommate was Japanese.“I assume so,” she said.She dashed off a quick text and put her phone away. Our daughter, Cathy, was a college student who lived about an hour away. She spent many weekends here studying when she wasn’t waiting tables.I sighed. Did Bess know about Lindsey and me? Is that why she was. What would it be like to know that all you really needed was what you already held in your arms? There had been a time when she'd thought she'd known the answer to that. Now she wasn't so sure.There was a hiss of steam as the cold water found a hot spot and she looked up and into the green eyes of the fireman who stood in front of her. The air had turned cold and she was drenched from the earlier blasts, but she felt the heat of his gaze warm her in places that didn't show. That realization. ..maybe it is...maybe it it ain't? But it was fuckin' beautiful gettin' fucked like that...but I ain't had him in my cunt yet...so stop fuckin' complainin', you fuckin' dirty slut"! My cock was about 2/3 of the way up Redhead's gash by now. Boy, was she tight! I looked down and saw her cunt stretched tightly around my veiny shaft and to be fair, she must have thought she'd had a coke can rammed up her cunt? I've never been able to get my cock fully inside a twat anyway - it's too long - but by. My two fingers fucking my pussy as wave after wave of orgasm took control of me, each wave seemed to add to the wetness pouring on to my hand, the heat spreading through my body, my moans loud over the sounds coming from the TV. With each inward stroke of my hand another spasm, my pussy felt like it was trying to swallow my hand, my thumb flicking quickly over my hard clit. I twisted my hand inside my pussy, the spasms of orgasm still flowing through me. I was able to reach upwards, inside my.