‘Be our slut. There is so much waiting for you.’Yes, I think, there is so much if you release. Don’t hold back timidly; don’t settle for par...tial experience. Release. Experience. Feel. Accept everything. My eyes close. My image is lost. “Yes, I want this.”I pull the vibrator out of my pussy. I pull the gently buzzing shaft, slick with my juice, over my clit and up my body. I bring it to my mouth and suck my arousal, my juice, off the buzzing surface. It tastes good. The taste. I stood up and flushed, 'I'm coming in with you', I said peeling of his shirt and showing my naked self to him as a full blooded female, stepping over as he moved back to the wall to make room for me, as I opened the glass door and pushed in with him, our bodies finally touching that I was actually conscious off, and immediately I put my arms around him, 'I missed you so much', I heard myself say, as I looked down and saw his instant response to my pressing my naked body hard against his, a. I was turned on despite of feeling shame at the same time. I guess that feeling of shame was too strong so I never really fantasised about her, in my head I always pictured some other woman in a situation I was watching. Most of the times it was my Grandma.She was 60 at that time, I remember that during the summer this happened we celebrated her birthday. I was 16. She was short, black hair, pale skin, you couldn't say she was fat but she definitely had some extra weight. She was my Dad's. "Come here, whore. It's your turn now. You're gonna get what Peggy goes all drippy for."Her boozy eyes were gleaming as she flopped back on the bed, desperate for dick with her arms and legs up. I crawled between those skinny thighs. Damn, I towered over her, seemed even larger in comparison now that she was flat on her back, where I figured she spent a lot of her time.I decided to give her a real thrill and bore down on that snapper with my magic tongue. I threw the alphabet on that honey.