She pours some its contents into her hand then moving toward the bed, she sits and begins rubbing down her leg. The alien keenly imagines how soft her...skin is, but watching her rub lotion all over one leg and then the other, she can only imagine how much softer they will be afterward. Again, the girl grabs the bottle of lotion and pours more into her hand. This time, she starts at her navel, rubbing in circles all over her belly. She works her way up until she massages each breast, her hands. She was sitting real close to Ginny, their thighs practically touching as Hermione gently placed her hand midway up on he thigh. Ginny felt a tingling sensation go through her from Hermione’s touch, and she could smell Hermione’s perfume wafting to nose. “Does my hand bother you, I’ll move it away,” she began lifting her hand off Ginny’s thigh. “Uhhmm... uhhh...no, no it feels good,” Ginny whispered. Hermione put her hand back and began to slightly rub Ginny’s thigh. Hermione face was now. No guilt from my humping step daddy drilling up into my arse underneath me. I didn’t feel cheap either. Just overwhelmed by pleasure and craving the release of another quickly mounting orgasm.My clitty was throbbing. My arse was aching. My pussy was pulsing. I was panting. Near gulping for breathe. Heaving in body building pleasure. Frank knew how to use his mature cock, like a power tool. The bastard had to jag, claw and torment my arsehole into buggerised submission as he creamed my delighted. " Annie, I'm just a teen age boy, and we are not known for sensitivity. But even I feel a great sadness in you, and I know that in someway you ask me here in response to that sadness. I just wish you would open up to me, maybe I could do more to help. I'd like to try."She stared at him like he had dropped in from the moon. "Don't ever underestimate your sensitivity Ronny; you are more correct than even you know." She put her hands on his shoulders. "I really appreciate that you'd like to help..