All of this flirting has me hard as a brick."i wanna say something but i don't wanna offend you" i told her. angelica looks up at me."we're all adults... she said."i wanna make out with you straight up, if you don't want to it's okay I just have to get that off my chest." I admitted. "you know what? hell yeah let's do it" she says. I lean up to her and she frowns."since we're here alone, I don't see why we can't,you know?" she suggests, I look around, there's no one on this pavilion BUT us. That evening at dinner Ashley and I were talking and she asked one of those odd questions."You'd do anything for me, right", she inquired."Yes", I answered with a clear question mark on my face."Well, I know that", she said, "but I need you to do a favor for me."I was a little worried with the big build up to the favor. "What kind of favor?", I responded reluctantly."Well", she hesitated, "I don't really know what kind of favor." How am I supposed to do you a favor if you don't know what it. The living room was small, with a kitchen bench by one wall opposite the fireplace. Two doors, in addition to the exit, led out of the room. Behind the first door was a primitive bathroom with cupboards filled with various items. It was clear that a woman owned this cabin, because it was filled with all sorts of beauty products and make-up. The other room contained a large bed, and with the exception of a window and the door, the walls were covered with cabinets and lockers. On hangers were. Iguessed a 36-C. But what I couldn’t get over was her dick. Itstarted off very small, probably only about two inches long. But asI soaped and stroked it, it grew right in my hands to a good six orseven inches, and was very hard. It was so sexy feeling it grow. Herballs were large and firm. Then she washed me. She spent a longtime soaping my cunt. She knew exactly where my clit was, andjust how to finger it. I never thought I’d ever let another woman dome that way. My breathing.