Don’t ask me why but this little bit of waterway is where I belong. It’s me. And I wished I could be here every day, all day, but I can’t. Your ...aintings, up on my wall aren’t going to beam me back here physically, but they may beam a part of me here mentally, even if just for a moment. A precious moment. It’ll be worth every penny I pay.’ She simply stared at me. Maybe I read a bit of disbelief in her face. Maybe some shock too. I think that my little speech ground into me the actual. She held onto the sides of the table trying to give some resistance as I pounded her. She was in a different world. The moans went shorter and sharper. “Fuck yes” she moaned out. “Oh, my fucking god yes” she screamed out. Only a few seconds later her entire body was jolting as she was cumming. She tapped my thigh with her fingers indicating that she needed me to exit her. As I did, she squirted all over my lap. She was panting trying to regain her own thoughts after the pleasureful journey my. Reema was moaning with joy and carving for more. Then I place my hands on her jeans and unzipped it, she was wearing a black panty inside. I removed her jeans and panty and there her pussy was white showing its pink lips. I licked her pussy deep inside, my tongue was exploring every party of her pussy, and Reema she became too hot and asked me to put my cock inside her pussy. I slowly brought my cock near her pussy lips, parted it and inserted my eight inches inside her pussy lips, she shouted. A dreary eyed Bill laughed, "you're so hot Morgan!" He slurred his words, continuing to rub her right leg with his hands. Morgan told him to shut the fuck up, and stop, but Bill didn't stop. "You didn't mind earlier when you showed me your scar." At that moment, Morgan regretted pulling up her pants leg earlier to show Bill the scar on her leg. It was a small scar on her knee from an infection, but she had told everyone about it, and asked Bill specifically while they were all drinking if he.