‘I forgot my wallet.’ I cross my arms over my chest and lean against the wall. ‘Then come in and get it.’ He swallows and comes through. His ...and brushes my hip. I so badly want to touch him as I did in my dream. He walks over to the couch and dives his hand in, digging around. Completely aware of how naked I am I walk over and stand at the end of the couch. When he looks up his eyes are level with my pussy. His nostrils flare as if he could smell me. He forgets about his wallet and reaches. I was doing my undergrad in Australia back then and was on December vacation. The woman in this scene is a family friend of ours. She has only a son, about 4 years younger than me. Her husband and the son were living in America. The whole family used to live in Jordan, but due to some dispute occurred during their immigration to USA, the aunty could not join them in the USA migration in the end. As far as I know, this is because they claimed they are divorced to get the visa and blah blah.. Once I closed the door to thebathroom, I checked my armpits for odor and thought he might be right,at that.The hot shower felt wonderful, stinging my body from five differentangles all at the same time. He was right. The soap he suggested I usehad a delicate, refreshing scent. A guy could get used to this kind ofluxury. I must have taken too long in the shower, because he came in onme while I was relishing the refreshing sprays, holding a huge, fluffytowel out to wrap me up in it.He carefully. “I don’t care, you bastard, fuck me the hardest way you can” I answered.As he started to build up speed I was frantically rubbing my hard button as he was groaning with pleasure, as he pounded my cunt deeply I said: “Don’t pull out”…He yelled and screamed out as he smashed into me and soon I could feel his warm semen as he ejaculated deep inside my stretched wet cunt. He pushed me over the edge.I also screamed in pleasure as did he, feeling his cum pouring into my wet pussy down on my legs. My.