How hungry his eyes are, so quick to enjoy the curves of your body. You let the towel part, exposing your breasts. How beautiful they look, large pink...nipples protruding from each, longing for his lips. You shudder as you remember how he loves to kiss them. Turning slowly, you watch in the mirror as the towel fall to the floor. You look at the cheeks of your round bottom and delight at how he loves to squeeze them. Back to the mirror now, you part your legs slightly and look over your shoulder. “And Suzana?”“Yes?”“Don’t be afraid. I’m not.”“OK,” she said softly, and squeezed my hand.We held hands for the next fifteen minutes until it was time to jump in the pool. We didn’t let go of each other’s hands as we walked out of the sauna and jumped into the pool. We climbed out of the pool and walked back into the house, still holding hands.“I’m going to take a shower. If you don’t let go, you’ll have to shower with me!” I chuckled.“I would, but Mom and Dad would kill me if they caught. Since I didn't have to look up mash or my office, I considered it a good day. I did look up breakfast to find out what I usually did for breakfast. I decided to do something different that morning.I remembered what pancakes were and knew that I liked them. What I had to look up was where to get good ones. Since I didn't have a note in my life file, I went to the Internet. I found a local chain with only three locations. It was highly rated, but not so high as to frighten me away. I also found a. After a few days, a surprise awaited me from the footage. I was, as usual, watching and jerking on their footage at night in my room on my laptop. It was a Monday, and it was nothing unusual. Ammi entered her bedroom at 11 am and waited for her lover.He was late that day. I guess she waited almost 30 minutes and called someone a couple of times. Let me tell you that day, Ammi had freshly taken a bath and looked sexier. She was not in her usual clothes but wearing a salwar kameez, hugging her.