”“A rectal rinse? You should be okay from last night.” Jeff joined her in her bed. He sat up against her headboard and she sat between his legs ...nd rested against him. “I love how you’re holding me,” she said. “I love it when you kiss my neck.”Jeff fondled her breasts and squeezed her nipples. He turned his attention to her smooth and shapely legs, caressing her thighs. He moved his hand up and across her firming shaft, teasing her glans with the pads of his fingers. “I love how you touch me,”. He went right back to licking me. I pushed his snout away in frustration, I wanted to be mounted. I patted my ass and wiggled it to try to entice him to jump up onto me. He was getting it and started licking me, again.“No … damn, no …”, my head was hung down, my hair hiding me as it fell forward. From underneath, my voiced called out, “Nick … Ben … help him … ohhhhhhh, yesssssss … that does feel gooooooodddd … but … but, I want him inside me … pleeeeeease … I want to feel his … his big cock. Judy occasionally felt a spark but usually didn’t act upon it; maybe it was her New England Puritan upbringing. She occasionally saw and read a few erotic stories. When she got to the sex part, she blushed and avoided reading it. Damn puritanical upbringing was hard to overcome. Easier to repress the feelings; maybe she was just lazy. In any case, it was her hike alone at the lake and her meeting Jim that changed all of that. Her encounter with him poured gasoline on a spark that hasn’t gone. He looked over at her surprised a little at how early Judy was. She had that broad smile on her face again and his heart melted. Doing that little dance kids do, she announced, "I have to pee."Without taking a breath, she asked if he would mind if she used the shower to get all of the pool chlorine off of her.When Steve told her, "Sure," she bounded to him, jumped up onto his chest ringing her arms around his neck, planting a quick kiss right on his lips. With a huge laugh she lowered her feet.