waiting on a sunday afternoon

you're there, on your knees, in the shower again. your fingers in my cunt and your tongue on my clit, teasing me with your eyes as i look down and watch you eat my freshly clean pussy. your mouth is hot like the water running down my back making steam in the cool bathroom with the window open to let in the fresh air and the afternoon sunshine. you're there on your knees again in the shower and my hand is on the back of your head pulling you closer deeper surrounding my clit with your lips and drinking my sweet juices that are flowing from your fingers moving inside me and your mouth sucking me and the water and the steam and the dream of you there on your knees in the shower with me. and my hips bend to your will and move with the rhythm you've created with your hand moving up my leg and gripping my ass pulling me to you so you can go deeper into the wetness as the water streams down my tits and into your mouth waiting and you fight to breath but you don't let go as your tongue plays with my clit and your fingers move faster and my foot is on the side of the tub to spread wider for your mouth and your hands and the water running down my body to where you are there on your knees again in the shower. and a moan finds my lips and my breathing is shallow and somewhere next door there is a woman sitting on her porch pretending to read her book as she listens, listens to the water running thru the open window and she hears my sighs of pleasure and my moans of wanting and she hears my calls to you for more and she hears me saying your name just before i cum in your mouth while you're there on your knees again with the water and the steam and the dreamy dizzy feeling of pleasure in my body and the throbbing that is still there between my legs and on the porch she pretends to read her book and she closes her eyes and she slowly reaches down to touch herself.