She had on a crisp white button down blouse that hugged her body more intimately than a lover, and a tasteful black skirt that fell to just below her ...nees, from which two perfectly shaped legs appeared, mounted on at least three inch high heals.As much as her appearance would have probably been sufficient to capture my attention, it was the tip of her pink tongue that just peeked out between her painted red lips that caused my heart to skip. She then sucked in her bottom lip, dipped her chin. I saw what he was capable of producing. Not wanting to be the pervert, I would dismiss my thoughts, but found the situation extremely arousing. It became a regular habit for me to check the floor under his bed for the cum-filled towel harboring his thick jism. In time, I began masturbating at the thought of his excitement. Poor Maria became the victim of pure sexual fantasy! I too had access to her panties and bra. There were many nights when I would sneak a pair of her dirty laundry clothes in. They were as good as dumb, pleading inability to speakEnglish, and Lestrade had no command of anything other than East EndCockney.Lestrade hated circuses. He thought that men in tights were probablydeviants, the women showing their legs were probably whores, and theclowns were probably thieves hiding from the law in a colourful disguise.He hated the stink of animal droppings and the unwashed humanity. Hedespised the fakery around magicians and conjurors, and above all, heknew that the arrival. I closed the door to my bedroom, grabbed onto the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up and over his head. "Okay honey, let's take a nice shower and then we'll practice foreplay." Okay."Paul and I showered together. I took a sponge full of soft soap and washed his entire body. It was fun for me because it had been a long time since I had been able to play with someone besides myself in the shower. I kissed Paul's lips as my sponge caressed his balls and cock which, of course, was hard again. God.