She used the shower hose to massage her burning asshole. It helped a little. When she was done she got out and noticed “no towels!” Someone had pu... them all in the laundry and not replaced them. Now what? “I guess I’ll have to make a run for it to my room. I hope Dad is still downstairs,” she thought to herself. She opened the door and started to bolt – right into her father. “Phoebe! What the hell are you doing running around naked?” he asked in a loud tone. “Sorry daddy, we don’t have any. She had never told Sally about her bi-curious desires, because she didn't want to risk their friendship. But she had felt the urge, many times, to reach around and feel the weight of those soft breasts. Or, when Sally was wearing that black leather skirt, to slide her fingers up there, stroke her thighs, pull her knickers to one side and cup her hand around her smooth, waxed... "Wine or vodka?" Sally asked again, snapping Kim out of her fantasy."Oh, vodka please. Just straight." Kim needed a. We used to have lunch every week for a couple of months, and then one day she didn’t show. I talked to her sister and she told me that Tess had to get out of town, but wouldn’t say why. I was pretty surprised to see her tonight… shit.” “What?” “We should probably call her real family.” Misty pointed out. “Dr. Formike is out of town.” “I think her sister still lives close.” Misty sighed, “I’ll go see if she’s listed.” Conner nodded. He hadn’t been too happy about Misty being there. It felt. “I would gladly do my part to keep your nuts empty, provided you stop calling me your Aunt. Just call me Lisa, your Fuck Buddy, or you won’t be putting your cock in any of my holes, got that, Richard?”“Yes, Ma’am,” I said.“Do you want to watch me, shave my pubes?”“Oh, yeah. After you are done, I can check you for smoothness, with my lips and tongue.”She made a very guttural sound, something like a laugh. She planted herself on the toilet, asking me to leave for a moment.I took the opportunity,.