Not once but twice. With his soapy hands he again massaged her neck as her head was supported by the tub rim and her muscles completely slack. He lef... the bathroom for a moment and returned with a plastic quart tub, the kind you get with your take out soup from a Chinese restaurant. He filled it from the tap and rinsed her hair again and again, far more often then required to dispel the shampoo. Having no more he could do while she was in the tub, he pulled the stopper by the chain and held a. It was the weekend of the Rugby League Cup Final between two teams from the north of England. We didn’t usually attract much of a crowd, so that Saturday night when there was a group of girls we’d never seen before, we definitely noticed.They were all from Yorkshire, down in the Smoke for the match and intent on having a good time away from prying eyes.You often hear people say the only reason they became a musician was to pull girls, and I must admit it helps. Even at a very lowly local level,. ‘I don’t,’ she replied, smiling wickedly. ‘But it seems that she does.’ ‘There’s nothing between me and Elena,’ he informed her, wondering why he even bothered to do so. Why the hell was he giving her explanations? Why did he want her to believe he wasn’t interested on some other woman? Damn… ‘I wouldn’t care,’ she lied, looking away from him, trying to ignore the relief his words brought. He was lying, of course. But then again why did he even bother to explain himself? To hell, she bit her. I realized I had to get my lips on them ASAP! I slid down the couch between her legs and started kissing and sucking on her massive tits. Her areolas were large and light pink in color. Her nipples began to rise up begging to be sucked. I had one hand on each tit and could push them together to get both nipples in my mouth at the same time. She was holding my head as I sucked on her, breathing hard and moaning and rocking her hips. I finally removed my hands from her tits and slid them to her.