As she headed of down the stairs, both hands holding something another group of guys and a girl were coming up the stairs. There was nothing she could...do to try to cover herself up as both hands were busy. As she passed them at the doorway, the guys got a good look at her pussy and watched her from behind as she headed off down the steps. She came back a little while later with more eats. She hadn't changed what she was wearing or how she was wearing it - although she did have a go at me for. When we got in the shower we were even less shy than before in making contact. "Do you want me to wash your back?" Yes, please." She then handed me the wash cloth and turned her back to me.I soaped up the cloth and started at her shoulders once again, scrubbing side to side. I worked my way down her back. When I reached her hips I started back up her sides and to her belly. I dropped the rag and continued using just my hands. "If I make you at all uncomfortable, Kay, say something and I'll. TommyTwoStrokes was beyond holding back now. We had discussed this, so now was his turn to let loose. After only a few bobs of my head, he grasped my hair at the back of my head, pushed his cock as far as I would allow and blew, in several shots, his load. Hot spunk hit the back of my throat, once, twice, three times, flooding my mouth, mixing with that I had already held of my own. He withdrew, leaving my mouth full of his seed. Now I really felt like a slut with the. .. words. If I thought erection gave me an image of his ... his ... cock ... the talk about cock-teasing or prick-teasing. He's talking about getting all excited, about "a guy" getting excited. It's just my unnatural mind thinking about getting him that excited. About what he'd be like if someone, say, me, got him all hard and desperate for release.When he tells me that he does masturbate when mom doesn't want to have sex I'm having even more trouble articulating my defence."I ... uuuh ... see.