From the size of the bulge in his pants, she didn't think that she was going to have to go that far.She moved to the side to let him crawl in next to ...er, under the cabinet. Dave took out a flashlight and looked at the p-trap. A drop of water had formed under the curve of the stainless steel pipe. Dave's hand shook slightly. In spite of the fact that he had fucked a beautiful woman shortly before, he felt his need grow. The older woman's body scent filled the confined space around them. He was. This was the most sensual and erotic foreplay of my life. Her right hand slowly traced its way down my lower back, cupping and massaging my buttocks before reaching behind my to find my wet labia. Her fingers teased my opening, the tips barely penetrating my vulva which was seeping my lubrication. I moaned and rocked my hips, trying to force her fingers inside me, but she was intent on teasing me and making me beg for her further penetration. Her fingers would find and tease my erect clitoris,. This time, as I move back up, I stroke my soapy hand just once over my pussy. I’m swollen and wet, more from the thought of you watching than from touching myself. I turn my back to you and run the soapy scrunchie over my ass. Then I spread my legs and lean forwards as far as I can. I like to think you moan as I present my soapy, wet pussy to you. Are you hard yet? I put my hand between my legs and draw my fingers through the suds. Can you see me? I hope so. I turn again and lean back against. The next morning, Maddie slept in. Her mother and Bridget left very early for an out of town meeting, and her dad went to his office, so Maddie had the house to herself. She arose late and had a breakfast of cold milk over cereal and a mug of hot cocoa while watching cartoons. By early afternoon she was bored. She decided some exercise was in order, and decided to go bike riding in the neighborhood.Her actual bike was a kid's model. She'd outgrown it, and it was relegated to gathering dust in.