I love this. I love when he runs his fingers thru it and massages my scalp. He rinses my hair and starts on my body. He takes the washcloth and mas...ages my shoulders and down my back. He reaches around the front and starts to wash and massage and knead my tits. I close my eyes and relish in the feeling. He continues down my stomach. I turn around and face him in the tub. I offer him my legs and he starts with my feet and works his way up. I tell him that he will need to pay special. I heard them in the kitchen, Ginny and my mother, then heard very little. A moment later, there was knock on my door. I had, of course, my stiff cock out of my pants, this time, as circumstances would have it, beating away without the pillow using the friction of my hand, pulling at the skin, and as I tried in vain to stuff it back in, the door knob twisted, and the door opened. There, in the door way, was Ginny, black hot pants on and her sheer bra.God, what now? I stopped, looked up in. “It didn’t start out to be an affair. No more than you and Lily started out like that. I was just trying to help a student who was having a hard time adjusting. We got to be friends and worked together on sets. It just sort of happened.”“What show? Once Upon a Mattress?” I fumed. “What did she need help with? Getting dressed or getting undressed?”Lily hadn’t said anything. She stood there gasping. Bruce was crying and I was raging. I don’t know why Emily chose to go him, except that I’d told. She was on cloud 9 and I was taking my own part of the enjoyment. She was moaning heavily in pleasure. Her actions showed me how desperate a person can be for sex.Babitha: Karthik, please do not stop eating my pussy!!! Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Eat it !!! Bite it!!! Aaaaggghhhhhh!!!!! Aahhhh!!!Both her legs were in the air and I was sitting on the lawn floor towards one edge and still sucking her pussy. She started pulling my hair and pressing my head more towards her pussy. She came on.