Even before I opened my eyes again I could feel that she wasn’t there, and when I did indian open my eyes and my vision cleared it was confirmed. I could have just stuck out my bottom lip and cried right then had I mature not heard the unmistakable sound of water. I knew it was not raining outside because my flat has windows, and so it must be the shower! Either Sally is in there or I have a very self-conscious intruder. Suddenly feeling elated that she was still in the flat I gathered my senses and stood up, I was still naked and feeling rather exposed with my long red hair tickling my naked lower back. I didn’t have time to get dressed though; I needed to confirm it really was the shower I could hear. As I turned towards the door, my knee grazed the neatly folded up duvet on the edge on my bed. The cover had been removed and my bathrobe was also missing, I was confused for a second but I ignored it and left my bedroom. To get to the bathroom you have to walk through the kitchen. That was when I saw the washing machine was on and, sure enough, I saw the missing cover and a few other bits churning away in the water! How sweet is that? She is washing her own cum off my duvet, ever heard of a man doing that? Fuck no you haven’t! I noticed the clock said it was only 6pm so I had slept for less than two hours but I felt so refreshed. Unless that was just the excited little bad Solo girl inside me giving me strength and urging me towards the closed bathroom door. I tiptoed up to the door and gently opened amateur it, then poked my head around the door. It was very steamy in there and I could see just make out the outline of Sally as she showered. I suddenly felt a rush of excitement about her still being here, this really is for real! This would be like just the movies! I would sweep the curtain to one side and she would turn to me, smile and invite me in. With than webcam in mind I stealthily reached up to it and quickly swept back the curtain and…. “HOLY FUCK FAYE! You scared the shit out of me!” Sally screeched. Fuck. “I’m sorry Sally,” I giggled at her. She was standing there armed with a bottle of shampoo in one hand and a scrunchy in the other. “It’s okay,” she laughed. I was more than a little relieved to see that she saw the funny side so quickly. “Sorry, I was just… eager,” I admitted. “When I woke up and you weren’t there I thought you might’ve…” “Gone?” Sally looked down at me. “Oh, no Faye I wouldn’t just go, especially not after what we’ve done together, okay?” “Okay,” I smiled and looked up. I was still amazed by her gorgeous body, and getting more than a little bit turned watching the water run all over her petite frame. What’s more – it’s not a webcam sexual groan, or the groan of a woman in terror or being tortured. mature Brennan said with a broad smile. A Solo look towards Rekha made it clear to her that something was cooking in her mind. Michelle could see Chico's cock was hanging down, but it was hard as a steel rod, and she actually found herself drooling at the thought of it being inside her. He was on the ground, just under the trailer, holding a wrench on the nut, as one of his team ratcheted from above. Mary had finally managed indian to catch her breath when she turned around the look at her soon who initially had a look of pleasure on his face but once he noticed her watching him, his facial expression began to amateur morph into one of fear. He walked back around and pulled a chair up between her legs. Not at all. Abruptly Grigori rose to his feet, his mind made up. It will not affect our friendship in any way.