We bought two large bottles of water and she handed me one.“We need to finish our bottles before we get to my place,” she said.As we walked, I dra...nk down my water, as she drank hers. She was obviously more used to drinking down water faster than I was, because she had finished her bottle within a few minutes, while I still had a half-full bottle.“Come on, drink it down in one gulp, we are nearly at my house.”I tried to drink it all down and nearly did, except for a few spurts of water that. Oh dreaming is such fun. It’s almost as though I’m watching a movie and we are co-starring. We get back to my house, and as soon as we are through the door, we are tearing at each other, our mouths starved, our fingers frantic. In just a short time, we are on the floor just inside my front door abandoning ourselves to each other. My pussy is still soaked from my orgasm, and yourfingers slide into me easily. This time I don’t hide my pleasure I moan loudly like an animal and beg you to fuck me. She looked but couldn't find the papers her husband had described. She turned to check his credenza, when a voice called her name. Startled, Jen almost jumped out of her heels."I'm sorry Jen, I hope I didn't alarm you." It was Christian Parker. He was in the doorway, a friendly smile on his handsome black face. "I was in my office taking care of some work, and I saw you walk by."Still somewhat unnerved, Jen said shakily, "Yes, I — Mike asked me to come up and get some papers, he's talking to. We used to do everything except releasing my semen into her cunt. Seeing women naked was not a big thing then. We had a private pond and ladies used to bathe there almost naked wearing only a towel around their waist. To be frank, I had seen my mothers pussy as well as many of my aunt’s pussies, while bathing with them, when I was a child. I used to watch their pussies intently and I used to get pleasure even though I did not know what is it about.Now back to the story. I did not know my.