....... I hear voices, and pray the neighbors haven't caught you and you are now involved in conversation you won't be able to get away from. Time goe... by ... it feels like an eternity.......... but I wait....... I don't move a muscle.The door opens and I hear you now just inches from my body. Trembling I gasp and you waste no time at all flipping that switch. Carefully lining up the breathing holes and delicately running your hands down my face. You don't say a word. Your touch becomes firmer. The sensually stimulating feel of her soapy hand caressing her wet curves and then gliding over her breasts turned her nipples into bullets and sent her needy sex tingling with pent up desire. Lynda’s itch was in desperate need of a good scratching and all that was available to her at that moment was a pair of hands and a very naughty and creative imagination and an inner freak crying to be unleashed. Her first instinct was to rush through the shower and then descend upon her cache of sex toys. We had gone to playschool togetherbefore starting primary school. Over the years we had done many thingssuch as learning to ride our bicycles and as we got older exploring thearea. One of our favourite places would have been out-of-bounds ifeither of our parents had known. If you walked along the old canal withits stagnant waters there was a small wood that was rarely visited byanyone. The trees were slightly green towards their base and at the farside was a small lake containing mostly rushes. Instead, it was someone that he had never met. She had the most beautiful shoulder length blonde hair. It just glowed so brightly in the sunlight. Her gray eyes looked into the inner most recesses of his soul. Her slim body curved delicately at her chest, forming the two loveliest breasts that he had ever seen. She had to be a D cup. And then there was the slim waist that led to a juicy ass that he longed to squeeze. She walked toward him in a pink bikini top and tight skinny jeans. “Hey,.