I cannot help but salivate. Now he is right next to me, his breath on my neck, his hands gently stroking my chest and nipples. 'I'm going to help you ...ith that. Turn over.'I do as he says, I am white hot with arousal - and my breath is drowned, all of me is swollen, I am ready to eat. My boxers now press against my hole which has been sweating in the sun. Ah - he grabs my soft ass, which seems to melt in his veined hands - all of me is his, I can feel his hand's breath near my hole. My balls. But it won't hurt to eat with them. They all seem nice. Oh, well, why not?"Why not?" Carla asked, repeating Audrey's thoughts. "Tell me one reason why not? You're a grown woman, not attached. Come on and at least eat with us, we'll worry about where you sleep when it gets late." I'll go with you, but I'm coming back up here to sleep. Just let me wash my face." Hurry," Carla said as she tried to stifle a grin. "Fred's not there right now. I had Jessica take him out for awhile so I could come. Understand me?”She attempted to nod again, eyes wide and somewhat frightened.I returned my fingers to her cunt, and began to gently, but firmly massage her G-spot. She moaned again, and started to close her eyes, then snapped them open when she realized what she was doing. She shifted her feet, spread her legs even wider. Her breathing was getting faster, and drool started to drip down the side of her mouth.I withdrew my fingers, and she groaned loudly. “You want to be my fucktoy, don’t. She beckoned, "Come get me, sexy!"I joined her, my dusky body pressing against her, and we kissed beneath the shower's spray. I grabbed the body wash and a loofah, squirting the fragrant soap—lilac—into the puffy, pink sponge, and rubbed Jan's delightful tits."Umm, keep washing my breasts," she purred. "I don't think they're clean yet." We don't want you to have dirty tits," I laughed. "We're going to be on TV today." I don't care, just don't stop soaping," she panted, her brown eyes squeezed.