She knew that she didn't have to go to the bathroom to wash her pussy before going to bed with a guy - with him left desperately wanking for five minu...es in the bedroom, in anticipation of the sex to come. She knew that her natural scent was all part of the art of sexual arousal: part of nature's long-established plan to get the male penis hard and erect and the population growing. She wasn't one of these girls that needed telling not to wash all trace of their womanly smell away from their. "OK, you hold the bottle and I will help you fill it!" Janine smiledand Jim obeyed as she redoubled her efforts. Soon he grunted hard andgrabbed her hand as he pushed the head of his penis into the mouth ofthe bottle, ejaculating strongly as white fluid ran into the sterilereceptacle. He reverentially closed the lid and handed it to Janine.She kissed him gently on the cheek and picked up her bra, fastening itin front before twisting it around and nestling her gorgeous breastsinto its welcoming. Lesley was struggling but happy she was on the second half of her requested punishment. After the sixth stroke, she found that stamping one foot on the ground sort of diverted the pain away from her bottom and so was pleased she had learned that.The girls giggled when Lesley stamped the floor with her foot and made sarcastic comments like, “I guess it’s hurting,” which drew more giggles.Emma was still thinking about how aroused she was as she landed the seventh stroke knowing that she wasn’t. In the dark I could feel her breath as she kissed me and those silken orbs touched my naked chest, pressed down, arousing sensations I’d never known. The shooting stars kept going—celestial fireworks just for us.Lying on my back her lips were on mine and then off again as she rose inches above me and her nipples, firm but somehow tender and erect at the same time; tempted my flesh in ways I’d never know.Breasts are a marvel. They set hormones loose, pulses racing, and yet they can do so much.