Walking over he started rubbing my breasts with his free hand. my nipples enlarged under his hand and I strained my body towards him in the hope that ...e'd stop eating the sandwich and starting eating something else. His hand moved down my body and found it's way into the folds of my pussy. I was already so excited that just the light touch of his hand was almost enough to send me over the brink, but Mike knew my body completely and always stopped before I'd reached a climax. I squirmed towards. I shut my eyes, feeling her hands against my waist.And it…Cold and hard, wet with more than the water as it brushed against the beginnings of my opening. I shuddered, trying to block out what wasn’t happening, my head resting against her breasts, and then recoiling as the snakelike things appeared again. They were against both of us, climbing up onto my petite body, almost tickling me as I tried to shake them off without acting as though I was tripping balls and freaking out.“It’s okay Livvy.. . the armchair! The armchair of our dreams, right here in our front. And nobody would stop us to have her!“I always ask myself why I didn’ty bought this damn chair!”“Oh, come on, Arthur! You know that was better with then than with us...”Suddenly, desire struck us good...“Looking at this armchair lets me completely turned on. How about you, Char?”“I cannot speak different, Arthur! And I got a great idea!”“What kind of idea you mean?”“Well...”, she just pushed me to sit on that chair, while she. There's nothing like being totally wet, and slippery, and soapy and warm. And your fingers slide easily into whatever hole you feel like putting them in. But what I like even better is to take a nice shower so I feel all clean and fresh, then dry myself off, and lay totally naked on my bed, free to touch and pinch and diddle to my heart's content.That day I played around in the shower, but I didn't get myself even close to orgasm ... not even once. I was saving it. It was sort of a preview of.