Fire, Air, Water, Earth, Spirit. The lesson of air is the lesson of touch. Eve turns on some music, places a little oil on her hands and touches every...part of my body. It is slow and sensuous. Then I touch her in the same way. It feels good to touch and to be touched. I find myself awake yet almost drifting off into sleep. We lie on our sides and examine every inch of each other’s private place. I ask why Eve shaves her hair and she tells me she doesn’t shave it and I will soon know the answer.. Kristen turned and shook her ass on my cock. Instantly it sprang to life. This must've turned her on as she could feel my bulge in her ass. She began slowly rubbing on my cock with her ass and looking back at me with a new look in her eye. She turned around and gave me a kiss that I could not refuse. Her tongue going into my mouth and intertwined with mine. She was a very good kisser. I pulled away and looked down at my bulge. Kristen starts laughing and gently rubs it. I look at her and ask. He did neither for a few seconds while I just stared at his cock. I could feel my panties getting wet, something I’d been told happened when you were turned on, even though I still didn’t really know what that meant. All I knew was when I looked at Tim’s penis, I wasn’t grossed out or put off, just curious.Finally, after several long seconds, he grabbed a pillow to cover himself and I backed out of his room into my own at sat down, stunned. I heard his door shut across the hall and thought. Well, to hell with it all. I don’t get time alone very often and I’m damn well going to take advantage of it. The kids are asleep. The dishes are done. Roscoe and Bacon won’t need to go out again tonight. Oh, I know exactly what I want. There it is. My old purse. Maybe it’s in here. Yep. Cool. Just enough for a joint. I roll a joint and prepare to relax. I smoke the pungent herb within the confines of my large master bathroom. Letting the day melt away as I shed uncomfortable high heels and.