She takes them in her hand and asks me if I like what I see. I stutter a yes. She pours the water on her chest, the water making her hard nipples more...evident. By now my cock is so hard I can't walk. Julie takes a look and sees the bugle, and smiles with delight. She moves closer to me and puts her arms around me, pressing her wet breast against my body. She comments that it is just us in the area. Personally, I say, I could care less if people were around, I'd fuck her anyways. She could feel. Out of the corner of her eye she sees her hairbrush, solid wood like the ones she often reads about on Lush. She feels a slight tingling and bites her lip. She looks at herself in the mirror twirling the brush in her hands, contemplating whether she has the nerve to use it on herself. She pulls down her pants and stands wearing only her bra. Biting her lip she braces herself a little as she smacks the brush hard onto her ass. A tiny moan escapes her lips causing her to want more. She brings. Their cum dribbled out of their pussies and assholes, staining their tits and faces. We all collapsed in a pile, exhausted and satiated.Things were so different after that. Mrs. Teller left her husband. Her marriage had been running on fumes for years, and now she had someone she could truly pour all her desires into. Well, two someones. Lana was also our lover. It was so hot. We would daisy chain and lick each other's pussies while waiting for my cock to sprout.And then I would fuck them both.. There was a sadness in her eyes, as she whispered, “And you rose above my petulance and trusted me when it mattered most. Even let Larisa sacrifice herself to give me a better chance.”“Cynara told me, that, as I wasn’t Athena, I couldn’t decide who lived and died.”Harmonia giggled. “Athena has a cult of virginity. I’ve always known you weren’t that Goddess.”I laughed, the first time in a week. “That’s true. You know I’ve always admired your skills. Just hated how we always fought.”“I’ve never.