She dieseled up the mountain reggae calling the beat of her driving and turns along the ninety minits to my home she was late of course eleven ish ....thigh hugging running tights her work outfit and sneakers I poured some green tea lemon n honey and placed it on the shower shelf kissing and.nibbling her neck and ears everywhere on her body was kissable her coffee au lait skin freshened and glistening against the black shower and stainless she didn't want the coconut soap just the warm cairns cold tap water how lucky could one guy be I looked at her she looked at me ...her back to me I ran my hands over her under her under her arms to her breasts rivulets of glistening water running over her curved muscles her arms and shoulders free to use the shower wall and dance her strong wet flutes over my shaft and abdomen was immense she was hungry she wanted to eat my cock with her labia but the water had somehow dried her lips she grasped my cock and wriggled my tip onto her opening and held me for a moment I slid into her gulping some air my head spinning from her ways almost centimeter by centimeters we braced against each other her satiny purple black upside down heart shaped vulva pushing and pulling onto more of me not wanting orgasm too soon her breathing was easy our movements excitingly meshing as her body writhed further onto me I felt like I orgasmed continuously still wanting complete satisfaction of her depth and lands end of me ....