JP Jessica looked at her watch. She had about half an hour before her bags arrived and almost two hours until dinner. A bath seemed a perfect way to s...end her time. She walked into the bathroom and noticed a small basket of assorted bath gels, powders, soaps and one very odd bottle in the assortment. ‘Baby oil,’ she laughed. ‘I have not taken a bath with baby oil in so long!’ Jessica thought back to college, she loved to soak in a hot bath with baby oil. Her skin would be so slippery, she loved. . like years? ... maybe.Placing her perfumed handkerchief over her nose and taking very shallow breaths only as often as absolutely necessary, she was peeking in backdoors up the street ... the tannery end ... and down the street ... the stable end when a canvas bag was thrust over her head and the drawstring tightened just enough to stop what little breath she had.It would be exceptionally unfair and a complete distortion of the facts to say... She fell like a ton of bricks. Conversely, it. Carol's palm cupped Patty's wet mound.She felt the heat of that succulent sex burning into her hand, and she rubbed it gently, lightly. Patty whimpered with pleasure and began to grind her pussy slowly against Carol's hand. Carol was not thinking of anything, only of the delight she felt at touching this sweet, youthful mound of Venus.Patty lifted her hips, pushing her crotch more tightly into Carol's hand, mewling softly. "Mmmmm, you touch me so good, Carol. I love being touched this. He could just go, and go, and go, and keep going. He also had more than one orgasm that afternoon---and in total contrast to Jimmy, James' erection showed hardly any lessening at all! In truth, by the time they were finally finished, Stephanie had already decided that she was definitely going to have to have James again, or even some other equally well-hung black guy like him. She didn't phrase it to herself quite like 'addiction', but it came to virtually the same thing.She and Jimmy laid on.