She took a second to understand what just happened and her eyes traveled down her body, remembering that she was naked. She jumped up, pulling her pan...ies and jeans into the proper place and started to complain: "What do you think you are doing you fucking pervert?".I calmly answered: "Huh? Oh, I'm just taking picture of that hot bitch my dog found me. Man, they will get great votes on internet porn sites. They really love sluts there.". Her eyes widened for moment but her anger kept her going:. The fifteen-year-old virgin felt Sam Slade's hands leaving her breasts briefly, then returning to attack the tiny buttons which held her thin blouse together in front and soon the garment hung open and useless and her bra was gone, baring her thrusting young tits.Sam feasted his hungry eyes on the mounding orbs of the young girl's tits, higher, firmer and smaller than her younger sister's heavy fleshbags. ogling the way in which her cherry pink little nipples were plainly visible. He reached. I sat at my own keyboard and typed away. Half an hour later I remembered I had a chore to do. I would have to leave and so would King. I was going to open the door and tell him he had to leave. But before I opened the door, I decided to see if he was looking up porn. I peeked in the far entrance to my wife’s office near the computer. I was stunned at what I saw. King was masturbating while looking at a picture of some chick with huge tits. That is not what stunned me. What stunned me was the. One said hot and one said cold.She had never known anything but cold for a shower, and those showers were always outside, and hot or warm was for if it was inside in a bath.After experimenting, where she almost scalded her hands a few times, she got a nice hot shower going, and stood under the warm jets.Before she realized it, she had been in the shower long enough to make her hands look like prunes.She got out and dried off and changed into a spare pair of her leather pants and a light.