Kissing your way down my body, I can spread my long legs for you, giving you access to my treasure. I can feel your masculine fingers part my moisten...d pussy lips; expose my hardened clit, your warm lips just inches from my aroused sex. Hearing you inhale the scent of my wet cunt tells me that you crave me, my essence, all that I am. I long to feel your fingers invade me, manipulate me, to make me bite my lip trying to hold back my moans and sounds of pleasure. Knowing me so intimately, you. I’m kind of in a committed relationship, so don’t be tempting me.’ Barb and the nurse were actually laughing. She wound down, shaming me for being mean to a sick woman, and then flashed us her boobs, said it was my loss, and asked me to make her some chicken soup for dinner. Barb said it was the first time since getting sick she seemed happy. So Joanne became my life for awhile. I would get home, make her something light that she usually didn’t eat very much of, and talk or watch TV until she. Giving long, hard strokes, holding her waist with my left hand.My right hand went to her hair and I held it in my right hand, pulling it back, while I drilled her wet cunt. She tilted her head backward, to let me hold her hair comfortably and I increased my pace, fucking her wet pussy like a monster. I fucked her faster and harder and her moans went hornier.In a few minutes, she had her orgasm. I continued to fuck her while her cum dripped onto her thighs. I spanked her ass cheeks with the left. I knew he was asking me a question, but all I could think about was how his mouth would feel coming down on mine. I continued my perusal of his body. Perfectly sculpted shoulders, flat washboard abs covered with a white wife beater, and down to his hands resting lightly on his thighs. Strong, hard hands, the kind that built brick walls during the day and did who knew what at night? Long, lean thighs in dusty blue jeans ending in steel toed construction boots. Too much to think about from my.