“Oh come on, I cant see you changing?” he asked through the door.“Nope, you gotta wait!” I yelled through the door.I got in my closet and grab...ed a short black skirt out, and pulled it up to my waist, walking back to the mirror, pulling the skirt up so I could look at my pussy masked behind my panties. “What are you doing that is taking so long?” he yelled though the door.“Fucking myself with a vibrator, now shut up so I can finish!” I yelled back at himI was joking, but I really wanted to get. Not unless I say so." Why are we stretching?" he asked. "Are we going to do something... energetic?" He stroked his prick."If you're not going to follow the program," she said darkly, her suit half off her body, "we can always go do something else."His hand flashed away from his penis, and he made the motions of locking his mouth, and throwing away the key. She smiled."To answer your question... I don't know," she said, removing the rest of her suit.She stretched, and her fingertips brushed the. The rest collected to form trails that started at her collarbone and were helped by gravity down the length of her body. Sarah’s nipples were still hard, but no longer from the cold. Steam began to fill the bathroom as she lathered up her sponge and proceeded to cover herself in slippery moisturising shower gel. The heat from the water began to ease some of the tension in her muscles, the weight of the world on her shoulders seemed to be getting gradually lighter. Sarah finished covering her. I was too stunned to speak, now practically hypnotised as I watched her entire body start to rock and sway. ‘I can tell how much you’re longing to reach out and touch me, but you can’t do that.’ She tossed her head to one side, nodding towards the small CCTV camera mounted in the corner of the ceiling of the carriage. ‘Big Brother is watching us, and I have a feeling that you’ll have more than a smacked bottom to worry about if they spot you groping my huge soft tits in public!’ As if to.