I heard her in the bathroom rinsing her mouth but she wouldn't talk to me about what she had done. She left the bedroom, shutting the door behind her....It took me a long time to fall asleep.When I got up at 4:00 I walked into the bathroom not knowing where Jane was, but I soon found out. She was sitting on the toilet, a razor in her hand and the remnants of shaving cream on her pussy. She had just finished shaving her pussy. I had never seen it bald before and I was amazed at how swollen her. ’ ‘Shit yeah,’ he nodded, his face modulating to rare reflection. ‘Fucked her a long time ‘fore we got transferred.’ Dan shook his head. ‘ No, can’t b’lieve that. You dated Greta?’ ‘Nope. Jus’ fucked her. She’wuz a great lay.’ Taking a moment to clear his head, Dan focused himself and turned to go. ‘Okay. Alan, I gotta git to town agin.’ As Dan tried to pass, Alan put out his free hand and stopped him. ‘Betcha wanna fuck thet lil’ girl. I wood.’ Dan shook his head. ‘She’s not int’rested Likes. He sighed a little now, finding the memory very painful to think about now. Michelle's face was a mirror of his own, telling him that she was recalling her last time with the same sort of agonizing nostalgia. Where had she been? With her husband? With her girlfriends? With a magazine editor? He did not ask her, not wanting to travel down the road that such thoughts would open up."Did you notice that he wasn't starving?" Michelle asked him, apparently just as anxious to change the subject."Yes,". As he thrusted me, his hands reached for my tits. He grabbed them firmly as an anchor as he fucked my body. I laid there, cheering him on through my moans and mountains of “yes.” I grabbed what I could reach of his thighs, willing him to go harder and as deep as he wanted. I took control of my clit again, this time playing with it as he watched. He got louder which told me he liked what he was feeling. I couldn’t believe how much I enjoyed hearing him getting off. I could barely breathe as I.