Charles leaned forward and kissed Bridget deeply on her lips. "I don't want this to be rough but i want you to feel good" Charles said.Sweat was alrea...y building up on Bridget's make-up encrusted face. She was really having a difficult time controlling her cock. Every so often she'd have to stop her pumping just to contain herself. One particular plunge was almost too much, but she held back. Bridget stayed buried inside Charles until the feeling subsided but then she stayed there longer just. She had an open, friendly face, but wasn’t particularly attractive. Tommy thought he remembered Master Kwan saying she was some kind of artist and that her wealthy older husband subsidized her interests in art and karate. ‘I don’t have any more classes right now,’ Tommy said. ‘At least not until late this afternoon. I suppose I could give you a few additional lessons right now, if that’s OK.’ ‘That’s fine,’ his student said, smiling, ‘I could use some help on a few of the things you showed us. And SHE had chosen HIM for a lover. It was enough to boggle the mind.As they stood there, he felt her reach behind him to open the door to the shower, and press against him, guiding him to where she wanted to go. He stepped back into the shower, and, as if by magic, she had a shower cap on, and was reaching for the soap and the sponge. She started to lather him. It was the softest touch he could remember. She started at his neck, and went down his torso until she reached his groin. She lifted. She removed them, and laid them over the log where she had sat. Then she slowly, teasingly lowered her panties, already soaking wet with her excitement. The view greatly improved when she straddled the log again, to sit on the shorts she had laid across it. She started slowly fingering herself, bringing the lips of her pussy open to his view as she ran her fingers up, down, and around the full length of her vulva.She loved the sight of his hard cock, and the way he slowly stroked its full.