I rinsed the soap off them and pointed the shower head at my wet pussy.It felt so good,but wasn't enough to make me cum.My finger soon sorted that.Aft...er just a few minutes rubbing my clit I came.Not as good as a big cock,but it would have to do.I got dried off and started dressing,when the doorbell rang.I only had my stockings and skirt on.I quickly pulled on a top and went downstairs to answer the door.It was the plumber.After only 45 minutes.bloody hell.I brought him into the kitchen,aware. Let me tell you about Candice. She’s 17, and one of the most beautiful young women you will ever see. The first thing you notice is her eyes. Big and wide and arctic ice blue, startling really, and it never ceases to amaze me that they still enthrall me every time I look at her. Once you get past Candice’s eyes, if possible, you notice that she is petite, at 5‘ 2“ and 100 lbs., but everything she has is all in the right place. C cup breasts and a long torso, so it presented a startling. Slowly my wife took off her saree and her petticoat which was still dripping wet. Then she slowly took off her small blouse and her big breasts swung freely. With all the cold, her nipples had hardened and were sticking out like small dark brown pencils. Then covering her bare pussy with one hand and whatever she could cover of her breast, she moved to the beggar. He opened the blanket slightly to let her in and she sank in besides him. Although he opened it only slightly, it was enough to let. This time she had gathered her skirt up around her waist. Her legs were spread, and when she turned her flashlight on and shined it up at the spot where her legs came together, all I could see was the whiteness of her skin and the vertical slit of her pussy. She had shaved her pussy, and this time she used her fingers to spread the lips and even from down where I was standing I could see the pink folks glistening in the light. She then slid two fingers into her pussy and moved them in and.