You know that feeling when you don't know whether you are asleep or awake? Your mind just floats somewhere in the cosmos and you don't think about any...thing at all, at least nothing you can remember when the light of day finally opens your eyes.Well, I remember!Not all the time, just once or twice. And I remember that I hate myself. In the middle of the night I semi-woke and found myself in that place and I remembered so clearly that I pinched my arm really hard to try to make myself cry. I. Adele had done her work well.Suddenly, the pace of his thrusts increased and I knew he was gettingclose as I grabbed his ass and pulled him into me as he exploded. Thesensation of making him cum almost caused me to swoon, but I hurriedlygulped down his seed as it gushed forth. I was insatiable and wantedmore when he finally stopped and gently pulled his softening cock frommy mouth."You were wonderful, Beth." he told me, "but let's take a brief resttill I recover and then we can make love.". ‘Describe you pussy to me, Mindy!’ There was an edge of excitement in Mike’s voice that was so real, so visceral, that I almost wished that I had stripped naked. ‘OK, Mike, I’ll try,’ I heard myself saying. ‘I have white tan lines down there as well. I’m shaved and right now my lips are swollen and wet.’ ‘Oh God,’ Mike moaned again. We could hear a new sound that could only be one thing — Mike’s fingers rhythmically stroking his cock. ‘And ‘Lita’s pussy. What’s it look like?’ ‘She’s not shaved. She worried the odor of her over excited sex would fill her office to the point that someone would notice, and yet the thought of just that happening made her even wetter. Now, she didn't even own any underwear, and her lips were smooth and hairless, just the way he said he liked them. She'd even emailed him pictures after she'd gotten her first wax job, to make sure she'd gotten the upside down triangle of hair just the way he wanted it.She had, and his praise to her had made her flush with.