He pushed the helmet of his cock along her buttocks, teasing her pussy even more.“You want Faheeds cock, girl? Faheem will make your belly grow with... his child.” Megan nodded her head, yes, but Faheem continued to tease her slit with his cock. He pushed slightly into her pussy, but just the head.“Tell Faheed. Now. Tell Faheed what you want, girl” he commanded.Her mouth fell open, commanded to speak, she does. “Yes, I want your seed so badly,” she told him. “Please stop teasing me, I want your. .. the beat of the water jets, the slickness of the soap, the delicious roughness of the loofa pad as I gently scrubbed my skin guided only by touch. God, I was getting myself hot... I could feel the wetness of my pussy even with the water running over me... The touch of the loofa as I ran it over my bald privates was like an electric shock, focusing my erotic thoughts. I opened my eyes briefly and looked around... still alone... and I did it again, causing a soft moan to escape my lips. I. He reached down, undoing his pants. His 7 1/2 inches sprang out, almost instinctively jumping up underneath Mia's skirt and brushing between her legs. The contact startled them both; Mia jumped slightly, and Stan was in shock! He gulped, not believing what he thought he just felt between Mia's legs. Reaching a decision, he started to pull the jacket above her head. "You don't look at me, you understand?! You stare at the wall, you don't turn around, you don't look at me!" Mia nodded, and Stan. I tried the phone but it’s dead, and there’s never been a decent cell signal up here, I’m dependent on the damn land-line. Internet’s out too, of course; same phone line.I meant to be isolated, but I guess not quite this damn isolated. Especially with Mister No-Spikka-da-English here hurt and me pretty much clueless about medical stuff.Well, not completely clueless. I read somewhere that when somebody has a concussion it’s not a good idea to let them go to sleep, so at first I tried to wake him.