Even though he had quickly caught himself, his opinion of her cousin’s body had been revealed.Jessica giggled at the words for longer than what was ...ppropriate, than blurted back, “oh sorry, looks like I got you out of the shower.”“No worries, I had to get out eventually.” He searched for what to say next, “can I get a hug?”She didn’t care about getting a little wet and before he knew it she had stepped through the doorway and wrapped her arms around his naked torso. She held him tight with a. " I feel like I'm aimlessly doing it though if I can't make you do much of anything. If someone just looked at your face, they wouldn't be able to tell if you were being eaten out, or you were working on a crossword."She giggled and kissed me. "One thing I won't do is give you false hope. I'm positive, that sooner than you think, whether we're in this shower, on your bed, or even in Ms. Roberts classroom after class, you'll be between my legs, and I'll be screaming. You have the will to get it. I drive with my left foot on the gas, my right leg swung over on the drivers seat, legs spread wide and skirt pulled up. The skirt is unbuttoned as is the blouse so everything is kind of hanging out there for the world to see. And see they do. I can drive for miles playing with my very wet clit until I see a semi-truck up ahead. I drive in the left lane and pull up next to him so he can see down into the car. Let me tell you, truckers are a very voyeuristic bunch and luv to look at naked. John hit the garage door button and carried me in to the house. As we passed Ashley's room, we could hear her begging for Mike to fuck her harder. John (my prince) laid me down on the bed. With my head still swimming, I turned my body so that I was lying on my back and my head hung over the side, looking squarely at John's crotch. He smiled because he knew exactly what that meant and what I wanted him to do. He undid his pants and pulled them down to his ankles and quickly discarded them. His.