. " Tim, do me a favor? Don't think about it. Let whatever happens happen, okay?" Yeah, okay," I said, moving my face to intersect with hers."What are...you doing?" she asked with a hesitant smile."I'm letting whatever happens," I said softly before I kissed her lips even softer."Happens," she continued for me before closing her eyes and letting me cover her face and neck with little kisses.Twenty minutes later, she was laying on top of me giving me the same treatment after spending most of that. My waist long golden blonde hair and dark green eyes stood out from the grey walls of the bathroom. I had c-cup boobs and small curves. I am a dancer so I have a toned and firm but soft bum that was definitely large for my frame. I assumed my usual routine of washing, then masturbating while sitting on a stool in our larger-then-reasonable sized shower. The next day was pretty normal, sitting at home on my laptop and writing for troubled teen girls. I was wearing a loose grey shirt, with the. “Come on dear, let’s get you scrubbed down for Victor” Rhonda said and led her into the shower recess. Ann felt uncomfortable, even more so when Rhonda began to soap her up. “Let’s get that hair clean” Rhonda said and shampooed Ann several times. Going back to washing the rest of her Rhonda smiled “you do have a nice body darling” she whispered as she ran her hand over her stomach finishing between her legs. Ann shivered as Rhonda’s hand massaged her pussy. “I am not gay” she muttered but. Your eyes travelled up to my arms as I grasped the heavy wooden frame, watching the dimples of my traps hollow as I lifted the looking glass and brought it over. I placed the mirror on the bed and told you to straddle it. The unexpected instruction shocked you and you gasped as you arched your leg over the glass. Every inch of your own body was reflected back at you. Your perspiration-moist skin, your erect nipples, the thick strand of secrete leading from your inner thigh back to your wet.