I let my hair loose, as it flowed down my shoulders, to the middle of my back. I smirked, I’d always loved my hair, it was the best thing about me. ...I pushed it out my face, and then continued to look in the mirror, touching myself here and there. There was nothing wrong with an 18 year old girl checking herself out, right? I ran my hands over my bra and shuddered, liking the feel. My hands slipped down to my shorts, and I pulled them down, picking them up and placing them into my bag. Now I was. Sometimes when she gave me a hand job she would put both of my balls into her mouth. The water would run down my body and bubble over her face. She would turn her head to clear her nostrils so she could breath and never lose a stroke, all while moving her tongue around the testicles in her mouth. I would move out of the water stream before I came. My cum would first shoot up and then it would stream down my cock and mix with her fingers running down and onto the balls in her mouth.Sometimes we. Of course, hubby can’t sit still for long and he was wandering around with a screwdriver and some WD-40, doing pre-winter maintenance.I was in the study, pecking away at the computer and chatting with one of my favorites on Lush. We’ve found so many nice people to chat with and share hot stories. Hubby came around the corner, peered into the study, hesitated, then asked, “Katie, what-cha doin’?”Sometimes I just feel so transparent to him. Okay, I was probably a little red in the face, maybe my. My first impressions were that while it wasn’t “nice,” it wasn’t disgusting either: a slightly bitter, thick taste: a little musky and earthy but not unpleasant. My ex-girlfriend said it tasted horrible, but it just didn’t.She giggled at my expression. “If you learn to like it then I’d let you fuck me bareback as long as you go down on me afterwards.” She stared at me, watching my mind processing what she said. “I love to feel cum sucked out of me. It’s so… hot!” My heart pounded as she raised.