It took us a couple of minutes to unclench and decouple. We were both dremched in sweat and various other organic substances, so I suggested a shower. After the pi ture window in my room, my shower is the best feature of the house, large enough for two, with multiple shower heads, it is 9perfect for cleaning up while being dirty. We spent a lit of time cleaning each other, and learning more about the details of each other's sex lives.
I learned, for example, that she had had somewhat public sex a couple of times, fucking 2 different bf on the beach with others watching, and same room sex with a couple of her girlfriends. She had also done the jack and jill thing of watching her bf masturbate while rubbing herself off. She had even once put on a show for several of her bf football friends, and was particularly impressed by the size of a couple of the black players. But, she hadn't yet fucked a black guy, southern university, but it was definitely on her bucket list.
By the time we finished showering, she said she was hungry again, so we ordered out pizza, and cuddled up on the couch to watch a movie. Perhaps not suprisi gly, she went to answer the door for pizza, in a big white robe I had. I noti ed that the pizza kid had eyes like saucers, and when she turned I could see one breast showing, with her pink puffy looking at the world. She remarked that she sort of liked showing off, and that it made her wet to see the pizza kid getting a stiffy ( checked, and she was indeed wet). She even remarked that she had seen me looking on the day we met, and had made sure to bend over a couple of times so I could get a look.
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