hot...full...ripe

She sat on the plinth and watched him undress. His careless mannerism....matter of fact disposition. He was aware of her curiosity and it perked his interest to explore her

fantasies.

He watched her watching him. So silent in her hunger to be pleased.

Following him to the shower. No words shared.

Affording her the pleasure of watching him lather and cleanse himself.

Each stroke of his hand purposeful, stroking his cock.

She licked her lips. Eyes transfixed by the rhythm of his hand.

A burning. A familiar throb. Erratic breathing.

Logic gone.....stepping into the shower. Fully clothed. Devouring his mouth hungrily.

Stockings wet. Dress soaked.

Pushing her under the jet of water.

Wet kisses.

Desperately seeking to tear her panties away....

And sigh at the softness of her womanliness.

Hot.

Full.

Ripe.....

The heavenly contracting softness

Each stroke swallowed..her moan...her groan.

Grrrrrr......!

RB.