He leaned back in the tub with a wicked closed-mouth grin. I slithered the jacket off my shoulders, slid each sleeve off one at a time, and tossed it ...to the side. My hips swayed into a slow figure-8 motion as I pulled my sweater over my belly, my rib cage, and stalled over my breasts. His hands motioned up, signaling me to show him what was underneath. I turned around to pull the sweater over my head. I turned around to look at him over my shoulder. He motioned his hands to cup his breasts.. I'm not going to do, or allow anything to happen, unless I know what you want. Exactly what you want." That was tough, because while I knew I wanted her, I didn't know what all I wanted to go with that. I wanted to kiss her, I wanted to have sex with her. I wanted to feel her underneath me when I came. But how do you say that to not your mother?"I want you," I whispered again, but it came out strained and awkward. She asked me to sit down next to her, and flooded me with a series of questions.. Henry kept fucking as fast as he could, his giant cock nursed by the spasming sheath of her pussy. Then yet another load of hot, milky cock juice started raining out of his boner. Patty felt the cum spouting deep inside her pussy, basting the well-reamed inner walls with a soothing tide of jizz."Ahhh, shit," Henry sighed.He pulled out of her hairy fuck hole, smiling with satisfaction as he flopped beside her on the bed. Patty just lay there with her legs spread, panting, the gooey mixture of. The warmth of the shower was still on her skin, and slipping my hand under her dress, I could feel her already soaked panties were already warm for another reason. The air between her legs was stiff and heavy, as I started rubbing her clit through her silky smooth panties. I could feel her clit stiffening to my touch.I then pulled down her panties from behind, and ran my hand up her inner thigh. She was already dripping down the side of her leg in anticipation, making my fingers stick together.