I imagined cupping them, rubbing them hard, squeezing them, and it was all I could do to restrain myself. Get the lather very thick on me please, it�...s so soft and smells nice, she said. I rubbed soap along her back and on her shoulders, along her hips, back down where it touched the top of her panty and slightly below the strap, and then back up to her shoulders. Put your arms up, I told her, and when she obeyed, I rubbed under her armpits and the sides of her breasts, making sure the soap was. “Have you ever had sex before?” Christopher asked while he unbuttoned her blouse.Emily cringed. Couldn’t they go somewhere alone before he began discussing her sex life? She kept that thought to herself.“Yes,” she quietly admitted.“How many different boys?”“Two,” she said, surprising her parents, who’d not suspected anyone except her current boyfriend, Andy.“How old were you the first time?”“Fourteen.”“How old was the boy?”“I’m not sure. 17 or 18. It was at a party. I didn’t know his name, and. He was always in god shape and I took him back to the hotel room to pound me out, it felt damn good.The next day, my fuck buddy said he could only spare his lunch hour. I played it angry and said he should make more time. When he came to the hotel he said he had two hours tops. I said okay, took a shower and told him to get his clothes off. I guess he thought he was coming in with me, no chance. I came out, toweled off and lay on the bed, spread my legs and told him to eat my pussy first. He. My fingers slipped into the waistband of my yoga pants, shorts and panties. With some hip wiggles, they slid to the floor. I kicked off my trainers, stepped out of my pants, and just stood there in front of him.“That’s on sweet, bare pussy. Show me that fine ass of yours. Turn around. Beautiful, Sweet Pea. Now your top. Let me see how truly beautiful you are all over.”I couldn’t believe I was just following his every command without hesitation. My hands lifted my Tee over my head and.