I didnt touch him yet though. I told him to turn around and dried his shoulder and back. Then I grabbed his butt with both hands and dried it off. I t...rned him around and then bent down to begin to dry his legs. When I got up to his dick, it was pointing straight up against his belly! I pushed two fingers into her just then and felt her begin to move her hips up and down. Oh yeah baby, that feels good. God I love when you touch me. You love to be touched I said. Touched by all the guys, dont. You watch yourself as you, holding your whiskey glass, your robe off your shoulders and hanging in the bend of your arms, step over and lower yourself onto the machine. You aim the forward cock between your pussy lips and you squirm slightly as you begin to work it in. But suddenly, there’s the other cock at your asshole and you begin to flirt with it. You are excited by it. You are remembering when I took your asshole last week. You are remembering to relax as you squirm on it. You feel it. Playing with her clit with my index finger, I let my pinky finger lightly touch the button of her rectum. She sighed. I pushed in a bit, and she pushed back. My finger was a knuckle in. She wiggled her ass on my finger. I ran my finger in another knuckle. She seemed perfectly happy. Now pushing all the way down, she cried out something that sounded like encouragement and she rocked her body on my pinky finger.I withdrew the finger and she cried: Hindi! (No!)I immediately replaced the finger. Charlie was now convinced that she and Glenda would get along just fine."Can you help me out of bed?" Charlie asked.Glenda assisted her but Charlie was already finding it easier to getaround. The pain in her abdomen was now just a dull throb and exceptfor her throat being sore the wound on her neck didn't bother her.Charlie took the cigarettes and lighter from the drawer and made her wayover to the window above the table and chair set against the wall.Glenda watched amused as Charlie lifted.