I love rubbing his hard chest. He has awesome muscles. Running my hands down his body, I get to his hard cock. Taking nice long strokes, I start massa...ing it. I love hearing him moan and tell me that he loves it when I do it just right. I feel his hand slowly slide down my stomach to my wet pussy. He opens me up and starts to rub my clit. He knows just how to drive me nuts with just doing that. The water from the massager feels great as it is pounding on us. I mention that to him and he. ” “He is a good teacher, isn’t he.” “So why are you here?” “I was looking for Mr. Reynolds too. I needed to talk to him about Matt.” “What did he do?” “We broke up.” “Oh, I’m sorry, that jerk.” “He is. Anyway, I guess I wanted to talk about it with Mr. Reynolds… just to know that there are guys out there that can be mature.” “I’ve been singing that same song. Mr. Reynolds is definitely the person to see.” “He’s really good looking too.” “Mmm. . We arrived at the last house at about 2.30pm and as we pulled into the driveway I started to fall in love with the place. Jillian said that the owners were at work and she had permission to show me through the house. It was everything that we wanted large living areas, big yard, swimming pool, deep-water frontage, air con, and more. Even the owner's taste in furniture was similar to ours. We were standing in the main bedroom looking out over the canal when it told Jillian that this was the. His genitals felt neatly groomed against the skin on my ass. I always knew he was an attractive man, but now I was seeing it with new wanton eyes as I unleashed the chains of my inhabitions.Abruptly, dad pushed me so I was bent over the sink again. With haste he pulled my skirt and G-string down till they fell to the floor. I kicked them off across the kitchen. We were both naked and vulnerable. I feared my mother walking in because it would be difficult to pick up all our clothes and hide.