Then she gasped and stopped the kiss. The water was still running though we hadn’t been at it for long. The thought of my parents coming knocking ma...e my push my finger deep into her cunt and pull it out again. Liza groaned in dismay, my kiss silencing her. I grabbed the shampoo and did her hair, soaping it and mine quickly before covering myself in body wash. We were out of the shower a few minutes after our masturbation session, dressing in our pajamas for show and moving into the fort. My. “I bet you liked that.” He said quietly. He sat there at the end of the couch touching my knee with one of his hands. I opened my wet eyes, I felt hot, and over whelmed. I felt shy, and ashamed, but I had also liked it.He continued to look down at my naked private parts, and he lifted his hand off of my leg to touch it again gently. He used his thumb to rub me a little. I looked into his eyes in the dark, trying to understand why this was suddenly happening. I could feel that feeling coming. I'm dreaming. I know I'm dreaming but that doesn't make it any less real. I'm holding two lengths of rope, one red and one white. My eyes follow the red rope to where it is entwined, shibari style around a girl's bald head. She turns to face me and smiles in spite of the rope that frames her head and gags her. It's Jenny. Naked and wrapped in the red rope she looks calm and peaceful; standing, accepting her restraint.I look at my other hand: its holding the white rope. My eyes follow that. It. ”In a moment both women were oohing and aahing over my jewelry. Sasha had pulled my hand upwards towards her making it difficult for Maya to get a good look. Sasha held my hand flat against her tits admiring it from every angle. Each of her movements caused my hand to rub against her massive boobs.Standing between my legs, Maya demanded a look of her own. With obvious reluctance, Sasha surrendered my hand to her daughter. Taking my hand, Maya held it up in the air, twisting and turning it, in.