Well, it ain't as big as Collin, and it doesn't taste as good either, but it'll have to do for now, she thought.Well, it ain't as big as Collin, and it doesn't taste as good either, but it'll have to do for now, she thought. She laughed at her thoughts and moved the handle to her vaginal lips. Slowly pushing it in with one hand, her other hand caressed and teased her clitoris. Her hips began to move upward to meet the handle as it delved deep within her hole. Her eyes, now closed, no longer watched her reflected image. Ah, that's better, she thought as she felt the waves of heat build deep down inside her. Moving the brush more rapidly, she began to moan. She could feel the fires burn through out her entire body and knew that soon her bubble would burst, bringing her release. As her movements became more frantic, she was practically bouncing on the bed. She now held the brush with two hands, moving it faster and faster in an attempt to climb that final peak. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? Shit! Is that my brush you have there? Christ, Heather, give me my brush before you break it. Haven't you anything better to do than fuck yourself at this time of day?" Heather froze, cursing the interruption. Damn, just a few strokes more and I'm there, she thought. Trying to ignore the yelling going on, she continued to thrust the brush handle deep within her vagina. A hand grabbed the brush and yanked it out-- out of her vagina and out of her hands. "Please Maria, not now. Give me the brush back. I'm almost there. Damn it! I need it!" "Fuck you, bitch. Go get your own brush if you can find it. Shit, you leave your stuff all over this place. Look at this, you've left your clothing all over the floor. You have to be the sloppiest person I know. Get up from there and pick up these clothes. What if we had company?" Maria reached out and smacked Heather's thigh with the brush. "Come on, I said 'Move'! I have to go out tonight, and I still have to get dressed. Come on, get up and clean this place up." Heather opened her eyes, resigned to the fact that she wasn't going to get off now. There before her stood Maria, her face red with rage. Shit thought Heather, here comes the lecture. She looked up at Maria in defiance, and went back to stroking her burning clit, hoping it would distract Maria from the upcoming tirade. |