One lesbian affair after another, all of them hushed up and the rumours were, that she was, let us be delicate here, rather violent with her partners.... Chantel. Now acting as dealer. Made her money by marrying a little rich boy, the heir to the Dearham fortune. Of New Orleans French extraction, domineering and direct she had gone through more surgery procedures than even she could count, but the result is stunning, a figure that made men fall at her feet and most women jealous as hell. She held. His dick was long and hard and he was jerking so fast that his whole body was moving. "Oh yeah, fuck I'm hard," he moaned as he continued his masturbation session. Soon he felt his entire body tensing and he was cumming all across the floor of the shower. It was washed away quickly but he could still see that it had been one of his biggest orgasms to date and that he had shot more cum than he had ever shot before. He got out of the shower and got ready for school. A few hours had passed and. However as your hands move upward you linger at the tops of your thighs, you part your legs slightly to allow access to your pussy, soaping up your outer lips you find yourself lingering for just a little too long, in your mind, to cleanse your moistening outer lips, and you command yourself to snap out of it. “What IS going on in my head?” you ask yourself, shaking your head to bring yourself out of your reverie.Moving further under the stream of water you rinse your body of soap, and you. I realized I had already spent five minutes on them and tried to bring myself back to reality by deciding to move on. I headed back down to your thighs, then your knees, calves, and finally feet. As I worked back up to your thighs, I looked at the towel and my mind began to race.."could I do it?" " would she care?"...I decided that I'd go further and further up your leg until you stopped me. As I inched toward the towel I got more and more nervous. After about 10 seconds I was at the towel and.