Beneath the small bush of black hair, her cunt was beautiful – small outer lips framing larger and slightly open inner lips with a very pronounced c...litoris, already peeking out from under it’s hood. Very different from Tracey’s, whose outer lips totally conceal the inner lips until the are separated. Tracey sat on the floor beside me, watching intently as I began to enjoy the delicious flavour and aroma of her girlfriend, slowly using the tip of my tongue to travel from her arsehole to her. After stripping naked, I stood facing the wall of my shower. I thought of what she did to me and started stroking my shaft just as she had done to me thru my tight bike shorts. As soon as I hit 'the nerve', I was overcome with a rush of pleasure and became rock solid. I tried to hold off as long as I could, but it was no use. It felt like a bomb had exploded inside of me as I reached orgasm for the first time in years. Once I finished climaxing, I cleaned things up and took a well-deserved. He had convinced her that he had to meet with her. Now he was on his way over. How she wished that she could have told him, "Sorry, jerk. It's Friday night and I've got a date, I don't have time to wait here for you." Ah well, just time enough to take a shower and relax", she thought.Just as Diane stepped out of the shower, she heard the doorbell chime. "Damn, is he here already?" she mumbled to herself. She wrapped her bathrobe around herself and went to the door. A quick peek through the. There was a serial arsonist out there making my life a living hell, and keeping me from my beautiful wife. I heard through the grapevine, the cops finally found a suspect and had him in custody, so the chief gave some of us the weekend off. I was so tired I was just hoping to make it home before I crashed the truck. I pulled the window down and let the cool night air rush in and slap me in the face. With the music blaring, I managed to stay awake enough to stay on the road and make it home..