...wait says that familiar voice.....two pairs of firm hands pic you up and turn you around hanging your head of the side of the bed........ grabbing ...our thighs he gently eases your legs apart his hands sliding over wetness provided by your swollen lips......the rough stubble on his cheeks brushes your thighs as his open mouth moves over your open pussy............ a strong tongue licks the juices from you lips.....sucking them into his mouth with delight at the taste.........very slowly you. I looked around the room to see if anyone could see us and no one could. I pulled a hand out from under the cape and simply put it on her hip to see if she would move away. Ashley looked me in the eyes and smiled. I moved my hand between her legs and started gently rubbing her through her pants. Ashley turned the chair so her back was to the room giving me a clear view if anyone came our way. She never stopped her chit chat as she kept cutting my hair. She did spread her legs to give me better. “wash me,” she said, standing up and handing me the soap. I rubbed the soap in my hands, creating a thick lather, which I then proceeded to apply across her shoulders, chest, and breasts. I loved the slippery soft feel of her titties in my hands and the nubs of her nipples between my fingers. She looked at me approvingly, leaning back against the wall while I explored her body. She gasped when I flicked her nipples teasingly, encouraging me for more. She then took my hand and pushed it down. Not to come, too soon," I warned.I think I made a little shuddering, groaning sound, and she giggled. The resulting movement of her body, all by itself, was almost too much for me to bear! But -- what could I tell her?... Don't giggle?After awhile, with both of us staying very still, I calmed down a little bit. I moved, inside her, and she gave a little mewing noise that, I hoped, constituted positive comment.When I pulled out a little ways and plunged back home, Geneva caught the movement and.