She didn't blink. We were on the same wave length.A few weeks later.We're at home. Kissing. I've been fondling her all over the place above the waist....And so has she. However, we're both wearing jeans. Going further smoothly entails a dexterity neither of us will master for years. Still, the hormones press on. So I manage to slide my hand inside the back of her pants, while she takes a hold of my penis through the fabric.And this is one of the very few sensations I remember *extremely* vividly. The boy, who couldn't have been more than 20, was taken by Ashley's good looks as much as by her strange behaviour, but he was also intrigued by the Greek lettering on the envelope before him. Sigma was a well-known sorority on campus and got into trouble almost as often as OMG, his own frat. He asked the young girl at the door what this was all about, but she didn't look up. She just shook her head and put her finger to her lips, signalling that she was not allowed to speak.The lad accepted. Patsy reached behind Andy and unhooked the showerhead and turned it on. She adjusted the nozzle until there was a fine powerful spray, which bounced off her hands, and she slowly started to spray it all over Andy s torso and legs. She gently moved the spray around his lower spine and between his wide spread thighs until it just touched his hanging balls. Andy moaned and jerked as the intense tickling sensation hit him. Patsy just moved the spray gently across his balls as his erection started. ‘FUCK ME!’ I started pounding my cock into her and she started cuming again. With each thrust she squirted pussy juice all over us. I pulled out and buried my face in her cunt and began licking her. She tasted so musky and nasty. I was lost in lust of her sex. Nothing seemed out of bounds. She held the back of my neck as I fucked her. Her eyes fixed on me as we were both in the grip of passion. My cock felt like a piece of iron. Her pussy felt like a velvet glove. For an hour we slammed.