"This is a good temperature," she said and I let some flow over my wrist.She held the pitcher under the stream and it filled, developing a substantial...head of foam. "Wow," she remarked. "So many suds." We have a water softener." That explains it -- it was hard water at the apartment. It also explains why my bath felt so good."The water level reached the one quart mark. "Make sure the clamp is closed," she said."Duh..." It's easy to forget -- believe me." Mae poured it into the red bag and then. I keep whispering gentle loving thoughts to you, I want you to be relaxed, to let it happen and let it go. My face is smeared with your arousal, my tongue eager to please you… I slide my tongue back to your clit, and introduce two fingers into your pussy. Crooking them slightly, pressing up on the underside of your opening. Trying to find the right spot to stroke slightly while I lick. You grab my hair, you try to guide my face, you pull and you press and you drive your hips up, grinding your. I'm sorry... for making you get naked the other day..." he said, not exactly sure how to go on."That's it? You apologize? For torturing an innocent girl? For stripping her naked and hiding her clothes? For making me kiss you? You apologize?" We didn't mean any harm! We were just having fun!" Louie protested."Fun??? You have a rather depraved idea what 'fun' is!" Shelly answered."Well, I didn't really intend to have it go that far..." Bull shit! Weren't you expecting me to take you out on a. Above all things I wondered: how were they? Had they aged well? How was their health?When we arrived at the ranch they were both waiting on the porch gallery. Our image must have been a surprise for them. From the car got out a tall and slender woman, elegantly dressed in the latest fashions and fully produced, I looked more like one of those famous models in magazines and on TV that the recently pregnant girl that they had driven from her home several years back. I do not know what was really.