I took his hand and led him back to the bedroom. We turned and stepped into the master bath. Like he had done for me last night, I turned the water on...in the tub and adjusted the temperature. I also added the oils, minus the bubbles, to the water. I turned and kneeled at his feet, my hands going up to the waistband of his scrubs. I untied them and pulled them off. His cock was already getting hard. I took it in my hands and stroked it softly. I looked up into his eyes, licking my lips. He. She had short shorts and a tee shirt on. Her brown hair was still wet, but combed back like a man's. As she walked up to him, he reached to her hair, caressing it with his hand. "The wind'll dry it." He opened the door for her, and they drove off. By the time they got to the greasy spoon down the road, they were giggling with the air mussing them up, and as they pulled up, she asked him "My hair OK?" He looked at her sitting there, the wind having blown her hair but leaving it as a sexy outline. First my exposed pussy, then my fingers over it, then one, then two fingers pushed as deep inside as I could. After taking the pictures, I brought my arm down and then just laid there for a few seconds slowly stroking my fingers in and out of my pussy. I was so wet and worked up.I selected three pictures and sent them to him, and then brought the phone back up to my ear."I sent them."I heard him making sounds of approval as he was looking at his phone, looking at me performing for him.I heard. As he moved he felt his senses heighten. The quiet sleepers seemed so much louder now as he moved. He paused at several of the large doors to listen closer, making sure everyone inside were still asleep before continuing down the hall. A floorboard suddenly creaked loudly and he froze. Vlad waited for nearly two minutes listening intently for any sound before moving again. Finally reaching the door he had chosen earlier he paused again, listening for any sign of movement inside. He then grabbed.