”We made our way to the bathroom, Rachel seductively shaking her hips at me. I stroked her bum through her nightshirt, dragging my finger along the...cleft of her arse.In the bathroom she shrugged her nightshirt off, slid her knickers down and tied her hair back in a tail. She ran the water for a bit, to get it right and I sat on the toilet to watch. Once she was satisfied with the water temperature, she got into the bath. She picked up the shower head and ran the stream over her body, paying. Why was she calling me?"I was wondering if you could come over this evening for dinner?" she asked.Now why would she want me over for dinner? "But Megan isn't there, is she?" I answered."That's exactly why I want you here," she went on. "I want to talk to you and I don't want the others around. We can be honest with each other that way. Be here at 7:00 PM tonight. You do remember how to get here don't you?" I, uh yes, sure," I stuttered. "I'll be there." I had no clue what was going on but it. "You see Rachel I got a late start in life so to speak. My parents are pretty poor and I didn't get enrolled in grade school until a year after most everyone else then in the fifth grade I didn't do very well and was held back another year so I just graduated high school last year." Then Rick bragged that he was the first and only member of his family to have graduate from high school and that he had enlisted in the Marine Corps as a way to get away from the poverty of the coal country of. Rolling and squeezing it, she soon had it fully erect, and only then did she use her mouth on the glans, lipping and kissing and tonguing it until Henry thought he might soon explode.Qubilah had far too much expertise to allow that, and continued to toy with him until he pulled at one arm. This she took as a signal to mount him and she rode him slowly but firmly, with much flexing of her internal muscles, until he was on the brink again.Slipping easily off him she turned and started to lower.