I just need to stop for a minute.” “I’ll stroke you if that’s better.” “Oh, that’ll just make it worse. I’ve never felt like this be...ore. My entire body’s going crazy.” Steven said. “Oh you mean . . .” I started to say. “Yes, that’s exactly what I mean.” “It’s okay. Come with me. “, I grabbed Steven’s hand and pulled him behind me into the bathroom. I turned the shower to warm and pulled him in. Steven stood facing the shower and let the warm water spray on his head and drip down. I stood. If I were female, I would definitely be bi or maybe even a full lesbian.I know if I were a woman, I wouldn't want some crusty, sweaty man to stick a dripping cock in my face and expect me to suck on it. I wouldn't want a hard, knobby dick pushing in and out of my pussy or ass hole, at least not after having the same thing done to me by a nice soft woman's tongue. The thought of a man's slimy cum, oozing down my leg like a caterpillar makes me shiver.But now, take breasts for example (and I wish. Team sports are very important and I strongly suggest all of my students participate in at least one. The other exception is for family commitments. Two sessions missed for other reasons and you will be dismissed." I agreed and didn't think it was necessary to check the other schools.I had been satisfied with what I had learned. I swung by the main house again. Everyone was in the living room watching the news. Even Al was there with Joyce in his lap. When I mentioned the Karate class he said. Eventually her right hand slid down across her bare tummy, over her thigh and up and under her skirt, whilst she continued to explore her breast thoroughly with her left hand.Of course I didn't need to be able to see exactly what her right hand was doing, for it was now obvious to me that I'd quite unexpectedly happened upon another woman enjoying her own body in private [the way we girls do!] and, what's more, with the help of the mirror she was apparently enjoying the sight of herself doing.