Desperate she was. I've never seen a girl that wet before," Ezra taunted and William seethed at his brother through furious tears. He turned and left ...he room.Tara and Michael both turned to Ezra. "What did you do that for?" Tara asked. "You know they've been dating for five years next week. They were supposed to be going away together to celebrate."Ezra shrugged. "She was asking for it," he muttered, still not feeling guilty over his transgression.Michael closed his eyes and yelled at Ezra to. “If you were older, and your hair was thicker, I’d put a warm washcloth on there to soften things up. But this is pretty fine, so that won’t be necessary. So I’m going to put some shaving cream on you. Not a lot.”He did that. I’m pretty sure Mom expected him to tell her to rub it around. He didn’t. He just put three fingers up there and rubbed all over the top of her split and above that.“Oh!” she gasped, sitting up. She’d been leaning back on her arms.“Bob!” said Mom, with something like. Why don’t we catch the shuttle into town after breakfast, do some last-minute sightseeing and shopping, then come back here. We can hit the beach after lunch and otherwise just lay around.”“Works for me,” her husband agreed.After they finished their breakfast, the Olivers headed back up to their room to get ready for going into town. Steve let Brenda go ahead of him, partly out of courtesy, but also because he liked watching her walk in her short skirt. Ever since she had decided on the new. You know what that means, right? Anyway, though it felt great, and it never went soft, we just never got there. She kept at it for ages, but eventually she had to come up for air, and I was so embarrassed that I sent her home. She told me it didn't matter, that it happened to everyone sometime, and that we should try again another night. I told her I'd call her, but I knew I couldn't ever bring myself to.So there I was. My slowly drooping member was all sticky from Maggies work, but somewhat.