I'm still handling this by thinking about it as little as possible and crying a lot.When the water started to cool I added more hot water and then I w...shed Marsha's tired, sore body with a soapy wash cloth. I washed her hair and then I washed myself. When the water began to get uncomfortably cool again I drained the tub and we dried off. I hadn't thought to bring anything for us to put on so we went to my room in the nude.Marsha is slowly calming down and starting to behave a little more like. . “I told you she was going to do it.” Erin whispered.“I hope they didn’t make a mess on the tree skirt. It was brand new.” Lynn said.“I hope we don’t have to put the presents down around the wet spots.” Erin replied.“Lover! Thank you.” Blossom said in a dreamy voice.“Thank you? Lynn, why is Blossom thanking you? Erin?” I asked.“Don’t ask me. I was just along for the pussy licking. It was very nice, by the way.” Erin tried to look innocent as she licked the side of Lynn’s shoulder.“Let me up,. His lips were so soft and luscious and I started to moan myself at the feeling I was getting throughout my body. I broke off and rose up higher, took hold of my tits, "Suck my fuckin' tits" I ordered Jason and down on my tits he went, taking hold of them as he sucked on them, bite my nipples and squeezed them softly at first, then much harder. "Oh fuck" I said as Jason man-handled my tits, making me moan out in sheer pleasure. I came around enough to tell Jason, "Play with my fuckin' cunt. He went to his penthouse. I went to my apartment. He didn't call for me. We also didn't talk about the night he came to me. He acted like nothing had happened when he saw me on Monday morning. Never mind that he let a Sunday go by without fucking me. Then twelve more days after that. It was actually the day before my six months was up, a Saturday, that he called me to his penthouse again. I went up and let myself in as I always did. He sat on his couch with two envelopes. "Good evening,.