I had nothing to lose. Well, maybe my job.I told her to step closer and when she did, I reached up and cupped one of her tits and squeezed delicately....She didn’t resist, and flashed me a wide smile and placed one hand on her hip. Wow, this little slut is needing attention badly. I then used the same hand to pinch her nipple lightly and her smiled broadened, I then pinched hard. She flinched, but never changed her expression.I then slipped my opened hand between her thighs and move upward toward. ”“Don’t do that little girl. Remember how good your orgasms feel when you hold off. Why don’t you let me wash you so you can relax a bit first.”“OK, you always know what’s best for me.”I grabbed the soap and moved her down a bit so she was off my cock and ran my soapy hands all over her neck, shoulders back and arms. She said, “Oh that feels so good.”“Lift your ass up a bit so I can massage that too.” She put her knees on my thighs and I massaged her ass with my soapy hands making sure to. Meet me at Ontario Place, and all will be revealed. The BlusherIt was a simple shout out, buried among the various other attempts to be cute. I had missed it the first time through. It took several minutes of reading before I realized it was directed at me. Initially, I just sat back. You might say I was stunned. But I did smile. And then I turned to my computer and made some rapid arrangements.As I stood at the railing and looked out at the lake, I realized I was home, if only for a few hours.. She shuddered as his hands slipped under the back of her panties, caressing her cheeks...his long fingers invading her crease...a fingertip touching her opening back there. David stood slowly and guided Jill backwards onto the foot of the bed. He gently eased her down on her back, her ass resting comfortably on the edge of the bed. He knelt between her legs and ran his hands up her inner legs parting them, and deftly pulled her panties (the wet satin shimmering in the dim light) off her body..