Cinnamon was standing in the bath tub. She looked so beautiful standing there. I stared.“Your staring!” she said.“Sorry!” I replied.“Don’t...be sorry. It’s a compliment,” she said.I stepped into the tub and closed the curtain. Cinnamon turned the shower on then turned and hugged me. I hugged her tight, her ample breasts pressing into my chest. The hot water was running down her back. I rubbed my hands down her back and down to her round ass. We kissed, exploring each other’s mouths with our. “You have no idea how hot this looks,” Scott growled. “Especially with your hands.”I flushed. “You wanna see?” Scott asked. “Here. I’ll show you.”He paused for a second and I watched him in the mirror as he reached in his pocket and took out his phone. He took a photograph and leaned forward to show it to me.“There. You like it, princess?”I stared. It looked unbelievably pornographic. I’d painted my nails blue that morning, made sure they looked pretty and there they were, digging into the. Taragiggled a little as she took hold of his waistband. She was breathing in shortquick breaths and when she jerked them down she shuddered and let out a deepsigh.Jacks penis appeared to be about eleven inches in length and about as thick assoda can. She found herself in shock, his fully erect member throbbed and bouncedlanguidly in front of her. She was mesmerized. She had never in her life seen adick this large and was almost afraid of it. "Was this going to hurt?" shethought "Or was this. Tall, with a ruggedly handsome face and dark eyes framed in straight black hair that fell to his shoulders. With the beat up leather jacket covering his torso, it was hard to be certain, but he seemed muscular. His walk exuded an air of confidence without the usual arrogance. That was an unusual combination in men, in my experience. When he stopped beside my table, I knew what was coming next: the come on. Men only had one thing on their minds. His words startled me, though. ‘You’re Regan.