I let Clarisse adjust the water to her liking and then I stepped in behind her. Taking the soap out of her hand, I washed her back, slowly working my ...ay down to her perfectly heart shaped ass. Kneeling down behind her, I washed her beautiful legs and thighs, letting my fingertips caress her sensitive inner thighs on my way up. Standing up, I pulled her body back against mine as I reach around her to wash her titties, spending a lot of time on her nipples, pinching them gently, stretching them,. He came back and I was waiting for an explanation, why, you may ask, well if the truth be known, a lot of the photos looked like me.When I asked him, he was so cool, I began to wonder if he and sex had discovered each other long before I bought the laptop, but how could that be, he was just f******n?That's when I realised my own mistake, I had surrendered my own virginity at thirteen, so why should I expect my own son to be any different, suddenly that old saying my mother used to say to me. The afternoon went as follows...As the meet host, I sent an email to all the guys who had confirmed their attendance to the speedo party on the morning of the meet. Proceedings kicked off with us all meeting in the beer garden of my local pub (let’s say at Bondi) ... as some of the guys are not out, the pub of choice is a straight pub to avoid any anxiety such a meet might bring on. So 2pm rolled around and the guys turned up one by one at the designated meeting spot in the pub. Some had been. I dashed to the shower immediately on reaching the room. Out from it, I see that the dinner has been ordered.“I don’t want anyone to disturb us now”; she quipped. Later she went to the bathroom and changed into an evening gown. It was blue in shade, which made her look more beautiful in the dimly lit evening room. “Come here Arindam, and massage me”, she ordered.I was taken aback.. For a moment I didn’t react. But in a dumb submission I asked her to lie down on her back and started massaging.