Water splashed out of the bath tub as we both readjusted, and after a few minutes of difficult maneuvering, the mission was accomplished.As he massage... the shampoo into my head we both moaned and he thrust my head downward every few seconds to push my body onto his penis. It didn’t go as far in as humping, but barely touched the inside, making it tickle so lightly like a feather.Then I turned on him and began washing his tan shoulders. I rubbed his ass with the soap and made him bend over. Then. ”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~XerathalasiaAngela and Sophia's gasps of delight echoed from the bathing hall. They were coming hard. I ignored them and focused outside. I studied the shaft where I heard the sound from. I didn't like that shaft. My instincts screamed at me.Angela and Sophia appeared not long after, both wet and beaming. They fell into their bedroll and were asleep. Chaun had already turned in. It was only me awake. I kept watch, keeping an internal clock. There was only darkness. I'll have to think about that for a while, Fawn." repliedPamela. However, she also knew it was actually a fairly good idea. Thatjust couldn't be denied. She could definitely use the steady income. "Imight be able to work with Ant-Man, but I think I'd have real problemstrying to work with his partner the Wasp. I just don't like wasps." Neither do I, Mom. I think they're loathsome and really ickycreatures. Some of them even eat spiders." Fawn made a face of disgustjust thinking about wasps. "You. After that last episode, I didn't seeeither happening. As a result, Paul popped up once again to question the point of beingSuzanne, who up till then had been my happy place, but was it justhiding? Was I just burying my head in the metaphoric sand or sweeping anawkward childhood under the rug as it were? Was I just hiding in Suzanneto try and make Paul's problems disappear or was Paul hiding >fromSuzanne?Then it hit me. As Paul, I was often mistaken for a girl. Perhaps it was my slight build,my.