‘Mmm,’ she reveled in the scent. ‘Enough. Time for the bath.’ Carla loved bathing and made it a serious ordeal. She took the entire cosmetic c...se into the bathroom and sorted through its contents picking out the bathing supplies. There were the pearberry relaxing bath bubbles, body shampoo, foot scrub, lotions, the list went on. ‘Oh drat!’ Now she knew why she had the feeling that she was forgetting something on her way to the airport this morning. It was her brand-new waterproof, shaped like. My left hand tickled his balls, while the other stroked his wood. "Your hard thing seems to like the sex idea, so I recommend that you listen to it," I advised him, leaning towards him. I kissed his chest and left shoulder a few times as I rubbed his pecker the whole time, but he just stood there and tried not to respond. "Oh, are you playing hard to get with me? That's very naughty, Dan," I warned him, shaking my head. My strokes never halted and I glared at him. "Oh, you are shaking now,. .. she couldn’t remember some of it. She had reacted by instinct, after that first jet painted her upper chest.Now, though, with her husband’s semen on her, she experimented, rubbing the warm fluid across her belly, and up onto her breasts. It felt good, like lotion, and she felt like she needed to make love again. She knew Jeff would need time to recover ... an hour or two, probably. She was a bit confused by all these new feelings that were coursing through her body.She had liked what Bobby. It was then and only then I pulled out of her and jacked of onto her belly and tits. I layed back down and took Cheryl once again into my arms as the wind and rain continued to rage. As the thunder subsided, we fell asleep. We woke several hours later to the sound of crickets chirping. The storm had past. We got up and looked at each other in the glow from the cooling stove. I smiled at her and caressed her face. She leaned forward and kissed me. I took her in my arms feeling her naked breasts.