She spent a lot of time on my ass and told me it was beautifully proportioned.On the other side she started on my shoulders, then worked her way down....Gave my tits a good workout, and then my nipples, teased them with the tips of her fingers. Very nice, and rock hard for her.Then slowly down to between my legs. She asked if I would shave her like you do me. When she smeared oil over my cunt lips then teased them with the tip of one finger it was very exciting.When she was laying on her stomach. He didn't care either way, there was no time like the present. He pulls off his t-shirt and throws aside the shower curtain, all in a couple abrupt and fierce moves. She let's out a genuine shriek and presses her back up against the cold tile of the shower wall. She looks as though she wants to melt away into it, and escape the predicament she had gotten herself in. Though he doesn't allow her too much time to think, for her to be stuck all too much in her head, could ruin the chemistry and. She was wearing one of her sundresses. Cut short, Cut low. As she sat her legs were exposed to her hip, nice legs, long strong calves, firm thighs, and nice tan thighs, my eyes traveled to her chest, as my eyes hit her breasts her nipples got hard and showed through her dress.When I got to her face she gave me a big smile and stuck out her hand, "Emily" George" taking her hand.We stared at each other for minute, small smile crept across her face; I felt a jolt of electricity pass through me. I. It was a blissful time and it took my mind off what had happened. Every once and a while though, Charlie would stop talking and his eyes would trail over my figure, hidden by the hospital garment. Whenever he did this I would blush slightly, but it would go away as soon as he started talking again. Eventually he repeated his first question to me again .“So why did you fall in the shower Emily?” I blushed deep red, but I figured I could tell him, no, I wanted to tell him. “I was… Doing.