Asher reveled in the slick wetness the water created. Pushing her against the back wall of his shower, he began a crusade of kisses along her ears and...neck, while she ran her hands across his chest and back. Her skin was hypnotic in scent, taste, and texture. She moaned as he made his way along her collarbone. It was when her hands began to travel south that he became painfully aware that he was naked, and that his hard-on was pressing persistently against her stomach. He stopped kissing her to. .” He was at a loss for words for a few seconds.Stacy said in a tone loaded with exasperation obviously at herself for mishandling her conversation, “Please, let me begin again before you turn me away. I’ve watched every episode of your TV show, and I love your entire intentional family. I especially love you, because you exude the values and principles that I find I resonate with more than ever.“I am twenty-six, have a masters degree in fine arts, I paint and do photography – so I have that in. You have become a sexy woman, a desirable delicious woman." As he said that, he pulled off his shirt and dropped his pants. "Look what you do to a poor middle aged man like me." It was obvious what he meant when I looked down at his hard-on. "Come over here and wrap your fingers around it like I showed you before."We laid on the bed together, both nude, with my hand on his cock, his hand fingering me. My heart raced faster than a hummingbird's."I want you to give me a blowjob. Then I'll do. Her pussy lips glistened, and they were engorged and slightly parted. She was obviously aroused. And angry. Finally I focused on the riding crop in her hand.Her bright red lips said "Just can't keep to your word, can you, little miss?" "What do you mean? Dinner is just about ready." The words barely came out of my mouth."I told you I wanted dinner on the table by eight. Not after eight. Eight. And I certainly did not tell you to play with your cock. If I wanted to let you play with it,.