I had missed touching her. How our fingers grazing each other as we passed papers, or when I passed too close to her as I walked by ensuring little in...imate moments wore embedded in my day. My eyes slowly roamed her face, her neck; the cleavage suggested by her neckline. Raising my eyebrow as my eyes settled on her nipples coming to life. In my peripheral vision, I saw the pinkness sweep up her skin, but it was the swelling of her breasts that truly held my attention. Buttons seem to be. Our shower was enclosed with a bench and two separate dual head showers I don't know how often two people used them but I know my boyfriend and I have numerous times in the past. Plus one ex-girlfriend.As we both were now in the shower I scrubbed and washed my whole body starting on my legs and working my way up my thighs, cleaning and washing everything my clean shaven pussy my stomach and my pert breasts."Hey Madison, can you help me a second," I turned and said to my s*ster."Sure what do you. ” He just laughed and said maybe later. After ten minutes of cleaning, I decided to use my pointer fingers to spread her to make sure I got it all. She felt my hands and jerked away, spun around and slapped me, hissing “ I did not tell you that you could use your hands!' She then ordered me to get down off the bed and to the corner of the room. I sat and watched as Castro pulled Porscha over next to him. They sat on the edge of the bed looking at me, my dress,and my humiliation. He glanced at. ” He drawls. “Look how green this is…it’s like really green. And it vibrates when I do this.” He blows a raspberry on it again. “Pretty cool,” he giggles. A couple guests stare. I gently work the balloon from his fingers and sigh. “Oren, did you eat a brownie?” He looks confused, and shuffles his feet. “Will said you wanted me to eat it, Sir. Said you said to keep my bl**d sugar up.” ‘Will is a lying bastard, and those brownies had pot in them.’ ‘Ohh…that explains why I feel weird.’ He pokes.