" I stuttered still in awe of the woman I had fancied since I was about 11 standing in front of me for the first time."Just all over" she said with a ...iggle and I followed her words, stepping forward I brought the open bottle of oil up above her chest and let it drizzle out, I moved it from side to side, watching as the oil slowly ran over her body, in particular, the few streams that ran down over her cleavage.She began rubbing the oil over her leotard, making sure it was all evenly. It is as if I were molded from a lump of clay shaped by their mutual hands in a shared and coordinated image of desire and need. They each guide me and handle me effortlessly, sharing what I can give, instructing and guiding toward what either conjures for more. I am content. Content … it seems so … mellow of a word, expression of feeling. The feeling is more than merely happy, relaxed, or satisfied. I am those things. I am at ease, unthreatened, secure, safe, and protected. But there is always. Her slit was dripping wet with her juices. She knew she had a wet dream last night but she couldn't remember what it was about. All she could remember was that it involved Zack.Oh God he's your brother! He looks up to you. Stop thinking of him that way you tramp!Yes Alyssa couldn't get herself to stop having illicit thoughts of her baby brother. The thought that he'd gotten a girl pregnant was turning her on! He'd actually been able to cum inside a girl was just so hot! Alyssa slipped two. He told her that Steve would be coming to stay with him for a while and that they would have to change their personal time together, but that Steve knew he was personally involved with her and was delighted to hear it. Eleanor was pleased that she would get to meet Roger's son and at no time thought of it as an imposition on their private lives. She was impressed with how well Roger had managed a difficult situation; particularly since he had learned of his ex-wife's further infidelities. There.