Usually, it is me that sets the scene. A finger gentle prises apart the lips of your already moistened slit, feeling the folds and inner musculature, ...hen, using your natural lubrication, the fingertip brushes over your clit, evincing a shiver through you.Two, then three fingers bring you to the point where your knees are threatening to give way and not support you. That is when you whisper in my ear to layback so you can straddle me and pin yourself on my cock. You ride me, driving me deep. I got it straight and replaced the lid. As soon as it filled, it stopped running. The water in the toilet was clear which indicated the problem was with the shower, except that everything seemed to have gone haywire at about the same time, or had it?Fiona answered that question with the next words out of her mouth. “Damn, that thing has been running for two friggin’ years and you fix it in two seconds, sorry about my foul mouth, I’m just not in a good mood this morning.”“That’s alright, I get. She giggled. "He's the love of my life, and he knows it! Here he is." Whatcha got, bro," Jim asked.I repeated the whole plan."Wellll, I have ONE question." What's that?" Are we like, 'hired help', or do we get to eat, too?" Bring your gang and your appetite." We'll be there. Ya'll need to come over, say, uh ... Wednesday for dinner." Barring any disasters, we'll be there. Want me to save Ann from cooking?" If you want." I heard him holler, "Baby, Cindy 'n' Dan are coming over Wednesday and. All the way in to the point my balls were on her chin. God she was good and you could tell this wasn’t a first time for her. Her tongue worked its way up and down my shaft, around the bell end and down to my balls. The sensation of a smooth soft wet tongue drove me wild. She was at an angle where I could not reach her. I was at her mercy and all I could do was sit back and enjoy.After a while Tara stopped and stood up. She dropped the bikini she was wearing and stood in front of me. She was.