He pours warm water over and over on them, taking soaked clothes to lay over Emma’s breasts to keep them warm as they take their time running their ...ingers up and down each other’s thighs. It is a marvelous way to spend the next hour.When the water starts to cool a little, Donald drains some and add more hot water, so they are submerged in this warm cocoon of wetness. They don’t talk now, just lean and touch together, enjoying these moments of complete contentment in each other’s arms.Once. I started to think you weren’t gonna call when the phone rang. I picked it up on the first ring. “Baby?” I put the phone to my ear. “Hey Kitten, hope I didn’t wake you when I left.” I loved it when you called me Kitten. It was my pet name. “No, you didn’t wake me. I got the rose. I smiled as I put it with all the other ones you had left me the mornings before." “I’m sorry about all my late nights lately. I hear that I might get a vacation soon.” “That would be very nice.” I smiled thinking of. They both looked around to make sure they hadn’t been observed, then unthinkingly settled into the same positions they had taken when Bird had first gotten into the car: hands clasped on their laps, heads down, not looking at each other.After a long while the blonde woman asked softly, “May I please get dressed now?” Bird didn’t bother to answer, knowing that the question wasn’t really being addressed to him. He watched out of the corner of his eye as she grabbed and unfolded her skirt, bent. Once they were both clean, Angie welcomed Yasu's fingers yet again, this time to make her cream from his attentions. Before he knew it, the young woman began to feel the crescendo that led to the final spasm of pleasure, and this was followed by yet another ... and then another. Angie found herself holding onto Yasu for dear life as she came so hard from his fingers penetrating her."Breakfast?" Yasu grinned as Angie began drying him off and vice versa."Damn straight! You heard your wife, baby..