Two can play the morning game. When Mark thinks she can’t take much more, he pulls back and presses her against the shower wall. Sliding to his knee..., he picks up the shower head and brings it to her pussy. She moans as the spray cleans her of any excess soap and then moans louder as he replaces the water with his tongue. Mark licks her outer lips gently, teasing her some more, feeling her body quiver from his attentions.Becoming more insistent, her hand finds the back of his head and presses. After a moment however, the shakes were back. Therevelations of last night began to dog-pile on one another again. Bendoesn't have a car, remember? "Ride the bus then," she coached herselfout loud. "Get to school, find him and get the hell out of this mess." Soon, she forced herself to stop before the mirror and beg, "Please makeit go away, please. I can't do this. I want a vote, I want a choice inthis and I don't choose this!" It, all of It, didn't go away, It remained firmly attached to. So when I went to my village I was greeted by my father I went inside the house. And sat on the chair and asked the maid to bring me coffee. She hurriedly came out of the bedroom and went into the kitchen. Looks like my father fucked her the previous night. I and my father talked about some business matters, about my new marriage and during that discussion I remembered about that widow and asked him if she was paying the loan that I gave her. He told me that her husband died and that she was. What’s funny is that you talk the talk so well and you look like a stud, actually it’s not that funny it’s disappointing, like finding out the guy you have a crush on is gay. It’s a waste and it leaves a heavy feeling in the pit of your stomach. “I’m going to come and fuck you when I get back from Up North” you said and oh boy I’m sure you planned to in your head but it’s clearly not meant to be and looking at your cock, well it’s not that glorious, even when semi hard it’s not very big, I can.