I even started masturbating thinking of her. She became my sex goddess. I didn’t miss even a single chance to see her hanging boobs or her shaking a...ss. During the night time me, my father and mom used to sleep in the same room. The room had only one bed. My father and mother used to sleep on the bed and I used to sleep on the floor. But before going on the bed she used to sleep beside me until I fell asleep. Later, she would to bed with my father. She wears saree all the time. While going to. Sara pulled the shower head from the wall and twisted it. The water stream went from a big soft spray to a more powerful small spray. I watched as she got to her knees in front of me and spread my pussy wide open.She pointed the shower head at my pussy, spraying the powerful water directly on my pussy and clit. It was something I had never felt before, it tickled me as well as gave me immense pleasure. It sort of made my pussy throb, but that may have been the water. Whatever it was, it was. ”“Want to talk about it?”“Talk about what? Men, fucking men, I hate them all, they’re ruining my life.”Her experience with the opposite sex had, up to this time in her young life, been disappointing to say the very least, probably why she was still a virgin, she’d never been able to get into a relationship deeply enough to give it up. Ron was going to be different, fuck a bunch of Ron and Karen, too, maybe she was destined to be a nun. Now that was a thought, and she wasn’t even. She screamed at the top of her lungs, grabbed my fore arm, and was thrusting herself relentlessly on to my hand, as she begun squirting her juices all over me and the bed. This lasted a few minutes before her body crashed onto the bed still convulsing from her intense orgasms. I slowly removed my hand and laid myself next to Lynn. She rolled into my arms and looked into my eyes and said, “Bob, no one has ever made me orgasm like that, and no one has ever used their whole hand on me before. I.