'Do I look like that?' she asked herself, then stared down at herself to see that she did."Fu-uck!" Timora gasped. Then her body came alive to let her...know just how much it had been wounded. She sobbed and sank to her knees, robbed of her victory and all her remaining strength. Every deep gouge, every tiny scratch, flared with pure agony."You ... fucking ... bitch!" Timora gasped between sobs. "Why did you make me do this?" The worst thing was that Emma was obviously as damaged and wounded as. I became obsessed with watching her. She always seemed to take a shower or bath at the same time everynight. I even found a hole in her bedroom where I would go to watch her while she dressed. This went on for a couple of weeks until one night I had found my way to the hole in bathroom wall and she wasn’t there. I was about to give up, thinking I had missed her al- ready. I took one last look and then felt a tap on my sholder. Aunt Linda was standing behind me in a thick white robe. . .. and naked in front of her.She didn’t know where to look, but inevitably her gaze was drawn to his crotch.He picked up a towel from the chair, and quickly dried off ... and instead of wrapping it around his waist he laid it back on the chair to dry. Staying naked, he reached out and grabbed her hand saying “Let’s go get those papers”.Beth was stunned ... and conflicted. This was an awkward situation - she should tell him to cover up but she was enjoying the sight of his long fat cock - a cock. This was our way of working our friend into a very warm and sensual sexual situation. We started with TS as usual on his stomach with one of us massaging from the head and the other from the feet. I dont remember who started at what end but we soon met in the middle. We rolled TS over onto his back and began our massage again. TS was already rock hard so it was natural for us to work rapidly to his middle, each of us reaching his cock at the same time. I sucked on it a little just to make sure.