And kissed me. "Another first for Nikki, lover," she said. "Let's get that shower."I was glad I'd designed the shower. I knew when I designed the hous... that days would come when I might need the room. Nikki in the shower with me was that need. And a naked, wet and lathered Nikki was a thing of joy. I washed her. I shampooed her hair. She washed me. Scrubbed my back. Finally we stepped out and I wrapped her in the biggest, fluffiest towel in my inventory. And made a mental note to get new. "Oooh Yes! That's it!! Keep doing that!! PLEASE!!!!!" Stacy screamed these words at Brad as her juices began to flow out like a stream all over Brad's fingers and waiting tongue. Brad did not need to be asked though, this woman was truly a goddess and he was savoring the nectar of the gods. He lapped up Stacy's juices, devouring them, unable to get enough to satisfy his carnal thirst.As Stacy's orgasm subsided she released her grip on Brad's hair. " Now it's your turn" she said with a wicked. There were other visitors taking part too, and all foundthemselves at the mercy of a strict teacher. Julia was wishing thatHelen was useless with a camera, but she wasn't. The reason being thatJulia crossed the teacher too much and was told to stand in the corner.Helen couldn't resist taking a photo.The girls found it amusing too, but were soon told to stop laughing.Even so, they resumed once the lesson was over."You took my photo?!" exclaimed Julia. "I'll never live this down!" Mommy got in. I massaged the sore spot on my shoulder and shifted and squirmed and as I searched for a less uncomfortable position. Nothing worked. I hurt in places I didn’t even know I had.The steaming mug of fresh brewed Colombian laced with the Sisterhood’s brandy warmed my hands and took the edge away from the pain in my ass. Java and joy-juice will cure anything.“Praise be for Martha,” I sighed in revenant appreciation. The platter of venison steak and cheese sandwiches smelled delicious. The.