"If you're going-" Marshall's voice actually cracked. "To keep slackingyou can forget about me doing laundry!" Look, man. Look at your fingers! You're...wearing nail polish! And lace!"Marshall looked at his fingers, flipping his hands front to back. Hescrunched up his face in a pout."No I'm not." You totally are!" Alright! I've had it," Marshall snapped back. "Get out of here and letme clean. Go out to the car and bring in the rest of the luggage."I made an exasperated noise and went out to the. ." reality started to intrude. Did this wild encounter mean something? Would it happen again.And I looked down at her, and realized that her dreamy eyes had gone to dreaming eyes. She was asleep. I thought of waking her. I looked at her for a long time, very confused.Finally, I let myself out, went home, and slept.The next day, I had to convince myself it wasn't a dream. I was torn between arousal, excitement and maybe a little confusion and guilt. Finally, I e-Mailed her. I was too delicate to. Slowly rubbing them from bottom to top. As I sucked up the drops of her pussy juice from the pussy lips, I widened her pussy lip.Lekha moaned. I was putting my tongue slowly into her pussy. Stretching its walls. Then I pinched its upper parts, she was trying hard not to moan. Her hands were simultaneously moving from my head to her mouth, to and fro, to hide her moans from her boyfriend. She was biting her fingers. Lekha: We will be going there tomorrow morning. Everything is fine.I then. Her hands went around it, clasping it and she gasped again, feeling its girth and length and the hardness of the shaft. She sat up and her mouth devoured my cock, her lips and mouth traversed it from tip to bottom, she licked my balls, sucking them into her mouth with ease, still playing with my shaft in her hands."It is so heavenly, your cock…." As she began licking the tip again, her lips opened and she sucked the tip in, her lips locking on it, as her tongue flicked and flashed along it. "It.