I smiled at her and closed my eyes again. Somebody else started wiping my chest with a really cold cloth and I opened my eyes and it was her mother.Sh... had a bottle of alcohol in one hand and a cloth the other. I closed my eyes and let her wipe my chest and stomach and legs and I hoped she didn’t pull my briefs down and wipe my dick and balls but I knew I didn’t care if she did. The stuff she was wiping me off with felt so damn cold and good.Then I watched as Alex held her cloth up for her. He was perfect – tall, broad shouldered, dark, intelligent, wealthy. And she’d been delighted when he’d proposed, on one knee, with the most exquisite diamond ring, when they’d been going out a mere three months. Sure, Maria had been surprised at some of Anthony’s traditional views on things to do with marriage that had come out as they’d been planning the wedding, but his take on life was hardly surprising when you considered he’d grown up in an big Italian Catholic family, the youngest of. I'd never admit it to my friends, but I've fantasized about getting "extra credit" from several of our teachers-women too. And once, when it was the time of the month when I was super horny, I day-dreamed about seducing my parents simultaneously. Only once! God, now that I'm thinking about all that, I'm hornier than ever. I still have an hour and a half before school is out but I don't think I can wait any longer. At class change, I unroll my skirt, trying to look as innocent and pious as. For dessert, I wanted to try something different. I place fresh fruit on different parts of Ashley’s body and ate it off her. It was great! I think she enjoyed it as much as I did. As we relaxed, she rubbed my neck and shoulders. Her soft hands move down to my back. I love her touches. She gave the best massage ever. I lay her on the bed, and spread her toned legs to get a great view of her wetness, which was ever hungry for me! I loved how we gazed at each other. Our eyes told us we were so.