I had Sandy’s computer, and she would obviously tell him what had happened as soon as she could. No more watching him playing with his cock for me, ...hit, I thought, I had actually liked what I had seen and wanted more.****When Sandy came home she ignored me and went directly to her room where she locked the door and didn’t come out until it was time for dinner. We ate in silence and it really bothered me.“Sandy, c’mon, you know you did something you shouldn’t have, but that doesn’t mean we. ” She gasps, letting her head fall back for a second, then bringing it up so we can still see her beautiful face – and that ecstatic grin.She bends forward slightly, twisting her wrist, gripping that fish tightly, so that she can push it deeper – pulling it out a little before each push, wanking herself on the live cold-blooded animal. With its head in her cunt and its body gripped firmly, there’s not much chance for this one, but we can see from its tail that it’s still flapping around, trying. But she was not there in the room. So I came back to bed but I was asleep.And from the sound coming out of the bathroom I understood that she was taking a bath and decided to stay awake and ask her for some water when she came from the bathroom I turned to her. She was in front of the mirror I was about to ask her but I could not because of the shocking scene in front of my eyes. Seema was just wearing a towel and she changed to her night dress in front of me.She was not wearing anything under. I couldn't sleep at all so I thought a nice hot shower would help me relax. Boy, was I right about that. --- I start in my room. I take off my pajamas, which are black lace panties and a pink tank top, and slip on my robe and slippers. I pin my hair back with a clip and go into the bathroom. I turn on the water and let it get warmed up before I step in. As I wait, I take off my makeup and look at myself in the mirror. I see a girl with blonde curly hair held back by a clip, pale skin, dazzling.