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Wetness Is All

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 02 Apr 2000 1 comments
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When I have time, I'll tell you about my Eastside, Vassar Grad Girlfriend, who couldn't wait until I finished my shower to get started. When I'd come out of the bathroom, I'd find her lying on her tummy, under the covers with the curve of her behind kinda' circling -- ever so slightly, through the bed spread. Of course I'd have to have to have her present both hands immediately for a taste test. And do you know what? EVERY TIME the fingers on her right hand were wet and slippery. You know I had to spank her for being such a bad girl. But I think she liked to getting caught jacking off -- because ALWAYS, after only eight or ten wacks on her beautiful white ass, she would be screaming and choking out, "I'm creaming! I creaming! Stop! Please Stop! Oh, your making me wet. Oh, I'm wetting! I'm peeing! I'm wetting the bed! Don't Stop! Don't Stop! Oh, I'm so very, very, wet! And she would be so worn out she wouldn't change the sheets. But I loved her all the more when she'd turn lying face up and then move over to my side of the bed, now facing me, so I could put my hands on her damp rear cheeks, pulling her against me, swallowing each other's tongues, and rubbing her pee wet pussy on my meat, until the jizz spray covered her boobs, her neck, and her chin. Then I'd tell her to shut off the stereo, which because of a badly designed built-in cabinet, forced one to get on hands and knees to reach the contols. EVERY TIME, she would crawl to reach it so that I would have perfect view of her you know what, if some how those great curves could be pulled outward, just a little. And do know what? EVERYTIME my beautiful Vassar summa cum laude girlfriend would pause a couple of times on the way over to the stereo, with one hand on the carpet and with the other, reach around and pull on her right cheek, just a little, as if to air out dampness, exposing her incredibly wonderful, beautiful, sexy rear hole. About the second or third exposure of her rear hole, I'd be spraying all over my tits neck and face. And she would say, "I hope you're not doing what I think you're doing, because if you are, I'm going to have to punish you. She'd get into bed, and say, "Oh, forget about it, I'm too tired and I'm thirsty, so I'll just have to drink your spunk." She'd lick the sticky white stuff off my tits and neck, then clean my face, saving some in her mouth -- then a very passionate deep kiss, and I'd end up swallowing some jizz. Then down on her wetness, delicate upstrokes on her clit with my tongue, drowning in her cum, my cum, her golden wetness. We couldn't get enough. But that's another story for another time.