” I set the heat control to circulate the water and keep it heated. “Lean back and relax. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”I came back in with a...glass of wine for her and a whiskey for me. She was lying in the bubbles, covered, except her face. She accepted the glass from me. “Thank you, sir.” She sipped and put it on the side of the tub, then used her hand to drip water and bubbles across her upper chest, shoulder to shoulder. It was a very pretty display. A very alluring, feminine display. “I’m. Beth called a stop for a moment as she took her hands and pulled her lips apart, telling Kay to do the same. I could see my cum dripping off Kay's pussy while she pulled her lips apart and lowered herself back down on Beth's open cunt. This time they went slow but hard, Kay using Beth's leg as leverage to put more pressure on their soaking wet lips rubbing together. The grinding became faster the more they enjoyed it, the heat and the wetness, feeling the other woman's pussy on their own.. OMG, Did I really have sex with my roommate? I ran back to my room. I was freaking out. What had I done? I sat on my bed with my head in my hands freaking out. All of the sudden my door opens and in walks Jason. He smiled and walked to his desk. “Hey man, I was wondering when you were going to finally get up. I felt like shit this morning so I went to the gym for a while to sweat the booze out of my system. We really tied one on last night.” Jason changed and went to the shower. When. She studied her face. Wasn’t her face quite pretty from certain angles? But from the chin down: fold after fold of light brown flesh, overflowing any clothes she wore. If she wore loose clothes, she looked like a sack of potatoes. If she wore tight clothes, it merely emphasised the swell of her folds of fat. ‘Love-handles’ she reflected on the indulgent name sometimes attached to the generous insulation around her waist. But handles that were far more substantial than they needed to be. Even.