What Where You Thinking

Mits driving home just in her bikini was enough to drive Shane's hormones crazy, and he is trying his best to prevent his c.o.c.k from going crazy as well.

The music in the car and Shane singing to the tune,and Mits tapping her hand on his leg, was enough to make us both seem like first time lovers.

Arriving at home and dropping the basket in the kitchen, Shane said to Mits, "Off to the shower he go's."

Standing in the shower and the water running down his body,and his hands all full of shower gel, Mits entered, and said, " Do you need me to help you to soap down your back for you."

Turning around he put some gel into Mits hand, and she rubbed down his back, causing him to get another erection.

Thinking that Mits was going to join him, she rinsed her hands and left the bathroom.

After toweling down his body, he went to his bedroom and flopped onto the bed with only the towel around him midriff.

His eyes closed thinking about the afternoon, he heard the sound of foot steps entering the bedroom, and in came Mits with a cup of coffee.

Mits then went through to the bathroom and quickly wash down her body.

After showering Mits entered him bedroom only clad in her dressing gown.

Looking at Mits, Shane said, thank you for the coffee, but juice would have been better for me.

Looking at him Mits took a step towards the bed and put her foot on the edge of the bed.

Shane's c.o.c.k was rock hard under his towel and pushing hard against the towel like a tent pole.

Shane pulled Mits body towards him.

Kissing Mits gently but still passionately.

She can feel his hard c.o.c.k up against her.

His hand cupping her b.r.e.a.s.t. His other hand makes his way down her body seeking the warmth of my p.u.s.s.y.

Once he has found it he moves her dressing gown up, wanting to feel the warmth of her flesh.

She have no u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r on.

Shane's hand cups her p.u.s.s.y, she can feel the built up passion wanting to overflow and explode.

She open my legs slightly as he slide a finger into her already dripping wet p.u.s.s.y.

Shane stop kissing her and drop to his knees, lifting her leg and place it over his shoulder.

Mits can feel his tongue l.i.c.k.i.n.g her excess juices up, teasing her c.l.i.t.