I felt that if I stroked at all, I would rip her stem to stern. This is what Sting calls Tantric sex. Making Love on Xanax. I ran my fingers through h...er hair. I caressed her supple skin. I kissed her forehead. I enjoyed every throb and heartbeat of her writhing body. I was barely able to push a micrometer further inside, for that was what her puffy pussy lips allowed, without separating a cell of our contact. Tap tap tap on her cervix door. She took a final deep breath and tapped me twice on. Bubba was sitting on the bed smiling at me. He said I needed to shower up. I had no idea what Bubba was going on about. Then I noticed his shorts were unbuttoned and his cock was peeking above the zipper. I moved into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I got in the curtain opened up and Bubba moved behind me. I was letting the water refresh me. Bubba got the bar of soap and started washing my back and soon his attention was on my ass. His meaty fingers made sure I was clean inside. "Fuck, Yessss! Just like that baby! Oh God, please don't stop! You're going to make me cum!" Suddenly she let out a cry and her entire body shuddered against him as she gushed cum all over his hand. Her pussy contracted violently and her clit pulsed as the intensity of her orgasm consumed her. Irfaan continued to stroke her pussy as she opened her eyes. What he saw in those depths undid him. "God, you're fucking beautiful!" He groaned against her mouth as he kissed her again. Automatically, her. . I love the look of well kept sexy female feet. Hers were all I had dreamt of."Hey ... what's happening?" I asked her."Day off today ... I'm treating myself to a full day spa experience" she explained."Good for you ... you deserve a day off ... and some pampering" I added.We sat together on the way to the city, chatting the whole time before going our seperate ways.I was surprised to see her at the city bus stop that afternoon."Wow ... you look sensational" I blurted out.She looked fantastic -.