She wondered how many real women went through this. How many used thewashing machine or a vibrator to orgasm when hubby was at work.She may get time w...hen alone later to take care of her needs."You stay there and relax, I'll grab breakfast on my way to work," hesaid heading for the shower. Later he kissed her goodbye and headed out.She lay there and dozed off for an hour. When she woke she stripped thebaby-doll off. Those knickers are going to need a soak she thought, asshe ran her bath.She. As my tongue circled them, they grew harder and bigger. I started moving my hands into her skirt, massaging her thighs. And when my fingers reached her nectar pot I realized that she was dripping wet.. Her pussy was oozing the love juices. I wanted them. I wanted to taste them.I carried her in my arms, her legs crossed behind me, to the bed room. The fragrance from the Incence burner made the room smell divine. The candle light from the crevices of the burner made crazy patterns on the wall.. I sprayed it off and bounced it a few times, to shakeoff the water and took it into my apartment.First thing pour the Mister plumber in the clogged sink. Giving it timeto work I checked out the exercise bike, I must have bounced it toohard, and the chain was off. I have had to put chains back on regularbikes before, how hard could it be. Harder than I thought it would, butI got it back on. An old Montgomery Ward exercise bike, however, itstill works. I saw my sister just before I was going to. Karen shrugged. No don't, don't touch me.Why I asked as my hands continued to feel her up.Karen attempted to push my hands off her tits. She looked pained and said you fucked Bridget I hate you.I pulled Karen to lay across my knees, laying face down with her round, pert butt facing me. She screamed no as I lifted the hem of her nightie and pulled the thin garment up around her waist, baring her naked ass. I raised my hand and slapped her round cheeks and it sounded like a rifle crack, as I.