. was this love or was I just caught in the moment? I moved downwards and removed her panties, to reveal a clean-shaven pussy (most Japanese women do...'t shave because there's a belief that if they shave, they oft are deemed as sluts). I started fingering and licking her clitoris-her moaning escalated to new heights the more my tongue went deeper and finally she said, "enough" and pushed me back, pulled down my pants and wrapped her luscious lips around my cock; it didn't take long for the. But that was impossible – the tingling warmth between her thighs was evidence that her climaxes had been real, and no sexy dream could have ever made her orgasm with such raw intensity.Sitting up, she saw still more evidence that what had happened had been real. Her shirt was draped around her shoulders, ripped clean in half in the front, and it was still wet. Her hair, too, was still quite damp, the dark curls pressed against her skin were as disheveled as she should feel at the moment. But. It had a roof and walls, to keep us dry and out of the weather no matter how bad, it might get. I sat anxiously awaiting her bus to arrive, and hopefully, she would get off the bus; Ashley was not the sharpest tool in the shed, and often was overwhelmed by too many details, like remembering what her bus number was. I had walked down very early, happy to take a bit of a break from my normal work. I was wearing what I considered my normal work clothing, a loose button down blouse, short blue jean. I...." I repeated the syllable about a dozen times in an attempt to explain my situation but my mouth refused to produce a legible sentence. This was rather irrelevant though, as I couldnt really think of a reasonable explanation in the first place."So, you grab my ass and run face first into my crotch in the pool, and now I find you jerking off in my shower?" Words continued to fail me as I tried and tried to speak, to produce some sound that would make me look like something other than a.