“Good morning sleepy head.”
Conchita opened her eyes and saw Maria lying on the other bed looking at her. “Hi, when did you come home?”
“Late, around two I think. You were sleeping. I tried to wake you, but you were just gone.”
“Must have been the wine.”
“Sure, and the masturbation.”
Conchita sat up. “What?”
“Calm down, when I came in last night you were lying on the bed and your nightgown was pulled up around your waist and your hand was on your p***y. Isn’t it cool?”
“Don’t say p***y, it is vulgar, and I have no idea what you are talking about.”
“C’mon, you had a big smile on your face, your fingers were still wet and your lips were swollen. It’s OK to masturbate, I do it often. By the way, I like the words, p***y, and cunt, get used to it.”
Conchita arranged
