Fingering herself was always good, but there were times when even that was not enough. Taking the shower head in her hands she unlatched it and held ...t to her body rinsing off the soap. All she could think about was how she wished he was there with her, right then and there, taking her in the shower. She spread her thighs, letting the pulsating water skitter along each leg. Opening herself more she pressed the gushing stream to her wanton pussy. The water pushed aside her swollen lips, hitting. I can combine the two, can't I?" Yes ... yes, I think you can combine those jobs just fine. However, you're trying to keep me from my duty. You aren't an alien spy, are you, trying to derail our secret plans for winning this war?" Well, I'm a woman. I know a lot of men consider us to be aliens."Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus. No shit. I'd about sworn off long-term relationships with the aliens from Venus when I'd met Diana. She was worth trying to connect with the aliens again. Not. They knew what they were doing, and my first older guy was mind-blowing compared to the inexperienced backseat fumbling I was used to. Thinking back, even in junior high I preferred the senior high guys.The words, 'grown up men' swirled around in my mind, and I suddenly remembered something that took my breath away. There was someone. It would have been almost twenty years ago when I was twelve or thirteen. My knowledge of just about anything would have been rudimentary at best. But I do. ” I smiled and went to roll off her, but she stopped me. “You feel nice on top of me.” “How am I going to sleep with my mom?” I asked, coming off the high our lovemaking. She sighed. “I don't know. We'll figure it out, I guess.” “I guess I'll call my sister today.” It was weird, thinking about seducing my sister. Mary's phone chirped and I rolled off her so she could reach it on her nightstand. She sat up in bed, her breasts naked above our mussed sheets, and read the text. Mary smiled, reading.