Had she always known about my fantasies about her? Her middle finger suddenly darted into her vagina, sinking effortlessly into the hot wetness. Black porn She was teasing me. She pivoted around to face the mirror and saw me in the doorway. Without covering herself, she turned to see me frozen in both terror and lust. How did you know?” I immediately regretted answering her like that, confirming what she had said rather than denying it. Roughly tousling the towel through her hair, she could not hear me as I approached the door. She kept sliding up and down, obviously loving just that small amount of stimulation. The faint sounds of voices told us our parents were home. After a moment she laughed softly. “Beautiful.”
“I wanted you to look. “Now you have to shower again,” I said jokingly. It hadn’t been but a minute of two, but I felt like I had been watching for hours. I reached down and took hold of myself, wrapping my hand firmly around the shaft.
