As she washed away the days stress in the shower she began to relax as the water cascaded over her hot body bouncing off her large boobs her perfect a...s.She got a little excited washing her boobs and placing a soapy finger in her pussy letting her thoughts drift to a hot guy in her office.After the shower, she toweled herself off, wrapped her wet hair in another towel and headed for her living room. She would be in bed soon, fingering herself and thinking about the hot guy in her office inside. I slowly push the vibrator in my pussy this time, once more placing the rabbit ears aginst my now very swollen clit, I turn it on higher, getting wetter and hornier by the second I explode. Moaning loudly in pure bliss. I repeat the process 4 more times.Finally done exhausted but still slightly frustrated I lick clean my vibrator and can't help but wonder, would he care that I cum for him that my knees are weakened and sheets drenched. Would it even matter? The perverted sex dreams of a 17 1/2. The shower stopped a minute later. “Okay.” He flushed. Two people needing the same water supply was one of the drawbacks of living with a girl. He washed his hands and lathered up.A moment later, Sylvia pushed back the shower curtain and stepped out of the tub. This was one advantage, which — by itself — far outweighed all the drawbacks. He could see her sweet breasts, lean-but-curvy flanks, and lovely bush. Even on a school-day morning, he could look.Indeed, when she saw him looking, she posed. Perhaps it was a grace that no one came within her view, for the temptation to run for help was definitely present. The moment she was sat in the backseat, knees tucked tight to her chest and ankles crossed, she felt a pang of regret for having not tried to run, and confused about her decision, one way or the other.She knew she’d been told not to ask questions, but now that she was alone with the strange man in the SUV, repressing the urge to speak was an impossibility. “ ... were you.