Twila breathed hard in and out her nose, feeling her pussy warm up almost uncomfortably, and throbbing hard. Her skin flushed a dark pinkish brown as...her whole body heated up in response to the oil. Then, out of nowhere a resounding smack echoed across the room and Twila yelped into the gag as she felt something slam into her bottom once, twice, and over and over again till there seemed like there would be no end to the torment. He made sure to get a couple softer whacks on her pussy, but. Just close them, I’ll help you.’ ‘The soap got there because you startled me. I’m only pushy because you are being pushy with me.’ She poked his chest as she spoke. ‘Now get out. I can take a shower by myself.’ Her knees were still weak, this time the culprit was not just her silly body, but mostly the very wet and hard man before her. But, she wasn’t about to admit weakness. She wasn’t about to end up in this very wet man’s arms, nor in bed with him. That just wasn’t on the agenda. She scolded. We got in the elevator and Claire started giving me a kiss—I was practically asleep standing up. She took my hand and stuck it under her shirt.I had her bare breast in my hand.I started to remove it, but she held it in place with her own hand—and was starting to moan a bit.“CLAIRE.” Give me my hand back please? I am too tired to enjoy this right now—I need to rest, please?” I insisted.“OK, Charles—I just needed that so badly, my own hands haven’t been enough lately,” she said as the elevator. Anne felt his hard cock rubbing all over her nightie and against her flesh. Jason’s hands then pulled her tight G-string down.Anne pushed Jason down on the bed and with a little adjusting, took off her G-string and climbed on top of him and onto his cock.“Fuck, Jason…you’re so fit.”“Ohhh… Anne…ohhh… yes.”They both moaned with pleasure. Anne was riding Jason faster and faster, Jason looking up at Anne in her sexy see-through nightie, her big boobs fighting to get out, their movement restricted,.