She, of course, started with my neck, shoulders and arms, then my back and my waist. While doing this, she was stretching and moving and I could feel ...er panties and pussy riding and sliding against my ass. Once her hands reached my ass, she slid down further and rode one of my legs while lathering her hands. She started with the hips and cheeks working her way inward. She then took her soap covered hands and started scrubbing the crack itself including my rosebud, went about a knuckle deep,. She knew he was there before he was really there. She leaned back into the crook of his neck. He tilted his head and kissed her on the temple.“You are troubled,” he rumbled.“I don’t know what to do,” Jack sighed.“Mister Sterling, or Miss Fortuna?” Quinn asked.“Both. Bella, currently. Will and I did fine today. It keeps flip flopping. One of them will be supportive, and the other one will get mad. I think it’s the island,” Jack said, talking half to herself.“I do not understand,” Quinn said.“On. Her voice was different sort of breathy. "On top of the clitoris is a protective piece of skin called a hood. See it looks just like the hood of a jacket." As she was saying this she began to pull back on the little flap. The pale pink bump came into view. I thought it looked smaller than before maybe the size of a Tylenol caplet. My host slipped a finger down to her vagina and poked around for a second before returning to the little button. "Now you can see my clit." she was practically. Jack's body was still entwined around mine. I can't really describe how it felt to have him lying next to me, but I felt safer than I had in a long time, probably since I'd realized I was gay. After a few minutes I felt Jack stir."You awake?" I asked."Mmmmph."I stroked his back for a few minutes. Gradually, he woke up and looked at me."How was it?" Last night or now?" Both." Last night was incredible. I don't know about now ... I think I might be falling in love with you." I was kind of hoping.