Sore. Jesus, her shoulders and neck were sore! Left thigh, too, from where she's slumped against the bathroom floor. Wrists chafed a little from the c...ffs. Her head still hung in the toilet bowl, where some of her hair now hung down to dangle in the mix of water and urine there. The toilet seat still rested on her shoulder and upper back. How long? How long had it been? It seemed like it had been a long time even before he'd tugged her head up by her hair so he could relieve himself into the. ”His muscles were like coiled springs, his body so tense that he was like a stone statue in her lap, afraid to move lest he touch something that he shouldn’t.“Relax,” she breathed, blowing strands of his hair as she chuckled. “You’re so tense. Maybe I should give you a back rub rather than the other way around.”She seemed intent on keeping him trapped until he calmed down, and gradually his tension began to melt away. Her vast body was undeniably comfortable and relaxing, he felt like he was. I am quite low. She picks up on my mellowness and tries to perk me up. She made me laugh. We agree to meet later that evening. She will bring a movie and a bottle of wine over. I get more excited as the time grows closer to meeting Celeste. I am clean scrubbed and ready to meet her. The bell rings right on time. Celeste’s looks surprise me. She is about 40, premature silver hair that is quite long and exotic, long legs, gorgeous face and body. She is very exotic looking. Definitely not my. Back in the bedroom, Lynn had already put on a coordinated lacy emerald green lingerie set and black stockings and proceeded to help Chris get dressed and made-up. He was wearing the corset and stockings again, and had slipped into a deep blue body-con dress decorated with orchids and which made him look quite curvy.He enjoyed being pampered and relaxed as Lynn applied his make-up, savouring the different fragrances of each layer but mostly the warmth of her touch to his skin. She preferred.