I don't really think of it as bathing with someone. Liz is like another pair of hands. We took the kind of long shower that leaves everything beaded w...th moisture. There was even fog in the air. We eventually joined the rest, including Mom and Dad, in the Rec Room. It was soon apparent we were going out for breakfast."We still have a lot to do," Jodie said. "For instance, I get to vacuum the Rec Room." Probably a lot of, um, spilled fluids in there," I said."Yeah. We shampoo it once a month.". I slowly touch my thigh and reach to my inner thigh. Up and down slowly and sensitive. My skin so sensitive. I cease my pinching of my left nipple as I saw it was harden. I began to pinch and twirl my right nipple. My right hand finally reach my pussy lips. Oh God, I was a river down there. I never thought my pussy would be that wet. It’s storming pussy juices. “Oh fuck me finger.” I moaned again. As I kept playing with my right breast. My right hand slide my shorts down and I began to touch my. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------These sounds and sight were getting me pretty hard, and arousing Brittany as well, because she was starting to touch herself and quickly breathe. I picked up the bundle of cuteness and layed her on the couch as I moved on top of her and kissed her all down the neck and stomache. I came face-to-lips with her tight wet pussy, and began to lick and flick for a fewminutes and she. Entirely expected. These, likewise, have value. ?Now the watch.? He had asked to keep it, so he could better keep track of passing hours and days in the cell, where otherwise existence was pretty timeless. Well, that’s what he said originally. Then, whilst we were talking in the gym a few days later – there is always a degree of interaction between boys and I, the extent of which depends largely on their desire to unburden themselves – he let slip the watch was a birthday present from his.