Hindering the inevitable Part IIII

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Thinking of you tonight made me decide to run me a bubble bath. I turned out the lights in the restroom and took my scroll light in there instead. The radio was on, slow jams were coming through the speakers.  As I entered the bath tub, I dialed  your number. Unfortunately you didn't answer so I wounded up leaving you a message on your voice mail. Letting you know that I'm taking a bath while I am thinking of you.2

I lied back in the tub with my hands caressing my body, deeply wishing that they were yours or at least that I could hear your voice right then. 3

Tonight was supposed to be a night of very heated conversation for us. My clit was still throbbing from when you were over yesterday. To add to my torment the bad thing about the situation was that we spent about two hours tonight reading lesbian erotica. 4

You even told me an erotic story of your own, explaining how badly you wanted to lick my clit and my buttocks. To my surprise you even asked me if I enjoyed it when someone put their finger in my butt while eating me out, or whether I liked my clit to be licked or sucked. My answer was mostly licked but that they work very well when used as a combination of the two.5

I agree to let you stick  your tongue into my wet hole only if you allowed me to do the same. Once again you said what I wanted you to say. I learned from you that you enjoy receiving pleasure as well as returning it.  That turned me on even more.6

I was lying there in the tub using a bath glove lathered  up with shower gel. I began to wash my body from head to toe. When it got time for me to wash my twat, I stuck my finger in the inside and wiggled it  around a little. 7

Then I took my face cloth and I dipped it into the water. I wrung the cloth out over various places of my body over and over again. 8