I used my left hand to wash her, she washed me with her right. While cleanliness was the primary goal we didn't ignore the erotic opportunities either... As we rinsed off at the end she made me -- let me? -- kneel at her feet. Wrapping my left arm around her hips, I happily buried my face between her thighs, eager to taste her yet again through the fragrant wet curls of her bush while she stroked my head and sighed her pleasure.After getting out and drying off -- another gymnastic exercise -- she. I love how we end up, with my head in the crook of your shoulder and an arm and a leg thrown across your body. You’re on your back and you are asleep and you must be dreaming something good because your cock is rock hard. Your boxers are like a tent. I can feel the fabric up against my knee and calf. This is usually how I wake up during the night. The hair on your chest tickles my nose and I usually end up turning over. My movement causes you to readjust. You never wake up, but just turn on. " Anna was cut short by his finger touching her trembling lips."That isn't true, Anna. You might even say that you were my all-time favorite. I have watched you grow and become a woman. You have put thoughts in my head that no teacher should ever have for a student, either past or present."Even in the shadows of the unlit little room she could see the intensity of his eyes as they burned at her. She was becoming ever more terrified with each passing moment. He took a step closer to her. She. “It was Gene's idea, Jock. She's going to play with Rob's cock on the way to your place and she says that I should do the same to you. She reckons that it'll help break down any inhibitions we may have.”“You and I have never had any inhibitions, at least not since you took pity on me after my ex left me.”“I've never done anything sexual with you when Rob wasn't part of the action.”“I wouldn't want to go behind Rob's back.”“Of course not. Neither would I. But now that Gene's on the scene, it.