She ran her forefinger smoothly up and down my oily channel, slipping over my raised clitoris and lightly into my vagina. “Oooh, like that, Slut...” she breathed. I ached to feel her within me. “Fuck me, make me come!” I gasped. Her smooth finger slicked up and down. She leaned down and covered my mouth with hers. My thighs parted wider and I quivered. Her hand twisted – now her thumb stroked horizontally across my clitoris, and her slick, oily finger wormed. He had NOT wrapped the towel around him. The casualness with which he did this was very intimidating and assumptive. His soft cock ran down the doors of the sink cabinet a easy 9 inches. I was soooo hard. I wanted to gaze at it, grab it, suck it and let my uncle take me; but all that I had the courage to do was to look at it with my peripheral vision, keeping my eyes glued on my mobile phone’s Facebook app.I saw him move in my peripheral vision to come and stand right in front of me. The head. I feel none of it. My entire universe consists of the throbbing bar of flesh pumping within your hot silken depths. You begin keening into my ear, clutching at me, afraid to let me go, that I might fly away and it would all be a dream. Your pussy flutters against my invader. Trickles of your lube tickle the tightening pouch of my balls. I pull back again, cool air bathing my shaft as I emerge from your scalding embrace.’ ‘Once more I thrust, harder. We both moan into each other’s mouths as I. After a short while, I heard the slurps stop and someone crawling over the bed sheets towards me. Soft hands, gently taking the blindfold away, I saw Rosa’s face inches away from mine… Her eye shadow had spread a little around her eyes, giving those green orbs of her even more depth. Her lipstick was long gone, now replaced by tons of saliva running down her chin and onto her chest. And then there was the smell… I loved how the smell of her saliva was mixed with sweat and another man’s cock..