” “Look you know I only talk dirty when we,re fucking so why don,t you forget your inhibitions for the moment and have some sexy fun! Let yourself... go Mrs Taylor!” I suggested. “And if you don,t like what I,m doing just stop me from doing it?” “Okay! Go ahead then....eat Miss Kitty!” at that time she couldn,t bring herself to call it her pussy. I had no idea what a clean cunt tasted like back in 1969 but soon discovered it was far from unpleasant and like with my fingers her juices were flowing. Then I heard the shower stop. So it was obviously time to get up and get dressed. I wasn’t feeling the whole jeans thing today. So I decided to throw on some sweat pants and my favorite black T shirt. Just as I was finished getting dressed Brit stepped out of the shower, with a towel wrapped around her. She looked so hot. I felt a little guilty for staring however. But how could I not? Her breasts were too big for that little towel; you could tell she needed a tight grip just to keep it from. It was dark and I just kissed her .She sparked .Hey what are you doing….?? I just sincerely apologized and said I got carried away… I was quiet and she was too. I changed the topic and we talked .when we departed to our rooms I sincerely apologized again (as I felt I made a fool of myself) she said its ok.After having a shower I was watching a porn movie on the DVD when I got a call at 2 AM and it was she, she said she was terribly depressed and crying. I did not know what to do as it was not. “Is this for me?”Savannah laughed, slapping Maddi’s hand away. “Just make sure this baby doesn’t give me stretch marks.”“I think they’d be beautiful,” Maddi relished. Her slick, wet fingers traced delicate patterns in the lotion. “These subtle reminders of your womanhood, of me, and our child. I’m kinda envious.” Maddi’s thumb pressed deep into Savannah’s thigh. The girl moaned as her muscle tensed and relaxed.“That was the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.” Savannah choked back a tear. She.