I considered masturbating but choose instead to bask in the exquisite agony that is delayed gratification. In the morning the lips of my vagina were f...ll and puffy, my folds wet and slick, and I knew I would come with little manual stimulation. I was extra careful in the shower to not get myself off. In some way I thought it would be unfair to Dave if I did. Dave picked me up on time, prompt as always, and we enjoyed brunch and each other’s company, talking just like before. We were both. “What is it you need me to do sir.” She asked, when a high leader of the Assassins asks you to make a delivery, you didn’t say no, ever.“We need this delivered to the Master of the Temple in Fairhams Cove. What it says is of no matter to you, only to him. Acting as a messenger for us will gain you access to the caravan leaving next week. Just show the tube to the Master of the train and he will arrange for you to travel in safety.” He handed Brena the tube, she made sure she had a good grip. Audrey reached out and grabbed my left tit before giving it a good squeeze! Another whoop of laughter as we all sat down again – the girls’ eyes now firmly fixed – and I do mean fixed, on my totally exposed cock and balls, as I sat there with my knees apart, making no attempt whatever to cover them up! Once they’d calmed down, Audrey outlined her plan for us to drive over to Coppull and simply drive round the town to see if we could spot her former boyfriend’s car parked up outside a house. " Jenny looked at me like she was still unsure about some of the wild ideas I was coming up with.The shower was a little cramped with the two of us in it, and we kept bumping into each other. Finally we decided that the easiest thing was to just wash each other. At least that way we wouldn't be poking each other with our elbows. I used a lot of soap on Jenny, and soon her body was slick all over. I started washing her using a rag, but soon dropped that and just used my hands. I spent a lot of.