The feeling of your body pressed against mine, the sound of your breaths, the touch of your hands on my back. I pull away for a moment to take off my ...hirt and toss it to the side. I giggle when I catch your eyes on my cleavage. I picked out my favorite bra for this occasion, but it won’t be here for long.My hands go to your hips, and I raise your shirt up so you can take it off. I kiss you again as your hand fumbles at my bra clasp. You unclip it, and I let it fall to the floor. I pull you. "What do you mean?" She asked. " Well, I use soap and I scrub all my parts. I said. And sometimes I wash my penis a little bit extra because I get itchy under the skin. " Mrs. L laughed out loud for a moment. "No, I mean do you take a bath with anyone else?" she asked.I thought for a second again. " No, mom usually justs sends me in to take a shower by myself. " I smiled up at Mrs. L. "I don't mind the way you take a bath here, it's not as boring as being alone." Mrs. L smiled again. " Well,. I pondered all the blackmail I could dish out with pictures like that.I began wondering from room to room leading dad as I began to let my curiosity get the better of me. I encountered an indoor pool, sauna, bowling alley, hot tub, driving range, game room, kitchen, bar, shooting range, and just about anything you could think of. One huge room that caught my attention was the photography studio. It had a trampoline in it with several beds and I asked what it was used for. Dad smiled as he. ” She started to walk past him.As she stood next to him, Ryan took her wrist in his hand. “Wait,” he said. “Let’s talk for a moment.” He looked at this wrist, then took off his watch and sticking it in his pocket. “I have to know something.”His grip was light, not demanding, just holding her wrist. She looked up at him, wondering what he wanted. Perhaps he wanted her - that way again. She couldn’t believe she had done - that - with him. Couldn’t believe she let him drink her milk. No one had.