When I get out, she’s still in her process. I hear the hair dryer running. Sometimes she dries with it, sometimes not.I turned on the TV, not expect...ng much to be on, certainly giving her the chance to make a choice.I was in my recliner, wearing the pajamas that had become de rigeur since Carlie moved in. Carlie bounced out wearing her customary knit cotton nightshirt, loose, down to just above her knees. I’m happy with that choice. She has others. She bought a couple of pairs of thin cotton. I was masturbating his cock that was a bit smaller than my husbands, but maybe thicker and without foreskin. I licked my hand wet and started. He had my panties torn to side and fingered me from behind. I could barely concentrate on his dick. I was so hot and just wanted him to finish me, but he was really delicate and even though I was wet as hell he never put his finger in my vagina.All I could think of was suddenly sex. I felt enormously horny. I convinced myself that if I finished him off. More

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