“Touch me please, mum” she groaned at me, as by now my hand had reached the fine hairs of her exposed pussy. She was awash with love juice as my h...and just brushed past the opening, as I stroked her pubic hairs. Her legs quivered and opened, inviting me to touch her exposed cunt. I dipped a finger down into the churning mass of aching flesh that was being invited to me. My finger slipped in easily, making her cry out as the wet spongy walls of her pussy began to quiver and grasp at one, then two. We’re all human at the end of the day. People need to remember that! The other day, I was walking around the university campus after hours, cleaning the vast complex floor by floor, room by room. There are dozens of us cleaners, mostly people of African, Latino and Caribbean descent. The guy in charge is an old white dude named Fergus, who’s got back problems and a really nasty attitude. I hate this little creep with a fiery passion, and the condescending, disrespectful way in which he speaks. Then it just became my little secret pleasure,” I told him, and by now, I didn’t even realize that I was constantly rubbing my cock through my panties and it was so hard that it kept trying to burst through the satin patch. “That’s wild,” he said, as he sparked the joint up and started walking towards me. He took a few big pulls, then stood right in front of me, his giant throbbing cock at full attention, at my eye level, and handed me the joint. I took a few pulls as well, and was trying to. He came to greet me as I expected; what I hadn’t expected was a confident kiss, right on my lips and I just parted my lips and we were in a tongue melee. As we kissed his hands started to travel to first to my breasts, then down to my skirt. He was pushing all my right buttons and I felt my skirt slip to the floor, I offered no resistance as my jacket and blouse was removed. For my part I had undone his trouser and they slipped to his knee revealing his hard cock to me, it was a perfect penis,.