She reached up and pinched each of her nipples, they hardened instantly, and Antony’s hand flexed. She imagined the length of his cock under his tog..., and an involuntary moan escaped her throat. At the sound, Antony stepped forward, but Sylvia put up a hand to stop him. Wordlessly, she backed backward to the bed. She propped her back against the lush pillows and spread her legs, revealing her wetness to him. His eyes shone as he stared, and he looked at her pleadingly. Sylvia laughed softly,. Mark got awhiff of the overpowering scent. Before he could wonder further, Vanchortled and explained, "I got mango-smelling stuff. This way the wimpcan have his own -- what do they call it? -- signature scent." He madetheir victim step to the rear of the tub and then squirted body wash allover him and said, "Rub it in, Miss Mark. Work up a good lather." AsMark was doing that, his wife doused his hair with shampoo. He had towash himself and work the shampoo into his hair at the same time,. "I got a proposition for you, baby. I hope you got a passport because I have a deal going down in Paris this weekend and I need a hot-looking broad to roll her hips in the right direction. These guys are not going to bother you because they are pretty much all swinging for the other side if you get my drift."The idea of going to Paris is what she focused on and she was not all that interested in any deal or the likes and dislikes of homosexual guys who couldn't care less if she had any clothing. I started to look around when a deep voice called, “Hi.” I let out a small squeak and the voice immediately said, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you. I just didn’t want you to turn around and suddenly see me. I thought that might scare you more. I suppose I guessed wrong.” It was a pleasant sounding voice and by the time he had finished that little speech I was calming somewhat. “No, that’s quite all right. I was just startled and overreacted. Sorry.” “Well, I’m sorry I startled you, then..