I pause to reach down and activate the jets before climbing in. "Oh, shiiiiit! Those feel amazing on my back." Purrs Mom, who's already sunk in up to ...er chin.As soon as I settle, she moves over to curl up next to me; putting my arm around her and laying her head happily on my shoulder. "Would you pour me a glass please Ben?" offering me her empty glass. I happily fill both and return hers. With the jets pounding on my back and Mom nestled in next to me, I'm completely comfortable. The water. I sat in the chair opposite Jeff, and watched his wife move around the kitchen helping Louise. Although both women were about the same height, had lovely soft hair and truly beautiful features, they were a delightful contrast. Unlike Louise, whose heavy mane had a natural curl and always looked like a rumpled bed until she disciplined it with a few strokes of her brush, Sandy’s hair was fine and until our passionate session on the living room rug, had been artfully coifed in an elaborate swirl. " I..." He hated having to say it, but saw no other choice. "I want towear that dress." Fine. As long as it was your choice."He didn't like her topsy-turvy logic. She took the dress off the hangerand unzipped it down the back. Giving Todd permission to lower hisarms, she helped him into it. The satiny material teased is skin.Belle zipped it up. She commanded him to walk around. The petticoatswhispered when he moved. She told him to take small steps, swish hiships, and hold his arms out. Maria doesn't join in because she doesn't masturbate, but she doesn't stop the rest of us enjoying ourselves.We have a few rules: everyone is sworn to secrecy, phones have to be off, we can watch each other but only touch ourselves, and we're not allowed to laugh at each other's techniques or moans. There's also a one-orgasm limit so the teachers don't ask why we took so long, except when one of us turned 17 and the birthday girl was allowed two.At first, we had this weird thing of showering.