It’s dirty and sexy all at once. My pussy. I arch my back slightly so the water has a more direct path to my pussy. My hands gravitate to the center...of my body, pressing against my erect nipples and reveling in the smooth skin of my tummy on their way down. Expert fingers find the satiny smooth skin of my shaved erogenous zone. I lift my leg, placing my foot on the tub’s edge. Gently, my fingers spread open my slit and the hot water batters my throbbing clit. Ah. I drop my head back as shudders. " Jeez, I don't know why you want to come back to Michigan and all of this cold weather." Jason shook his head. "The weather guys were saying we're supposed to get dumped on in the next few days. I sure hate that digging-out stuff." I always thought the old folks who headed to Florida in the winter were sort of chickening out," another one of the guys around the table said. "But I'll tell you what, the older I get the better the idea seems." Well, it's not like Catalina and I are going down. The sun might set and it might rise again, Susan didn’t care. She wondered if her son could even see the sun. Sunset, sunrise, it lost all meaning. Time, seconds, minutes… and longer, that’s all that mattered. The watch kept ticking, the microwave kept flashing 12:00 and her hands kept trembling. They had told her, ‘Time is very important now, that’s why we are working so hard now. The longer the child’s gone, the less chance we’ll have of recovering him.’ ‘Recovering him?’ she asked. I have plans for this afternoon."She had approached us from my back and leaned around me to speak to Fred, who was up in the camper. Her firm tits were trying to climb over the top of her loose fitting chemise sort of top and one of them was rubbing against the back of my arm. I tried to move just enough to feel the touch of her tit flesh against my arm. She casually draped her hand on my butt as she leaned in.I looked down and could see the edge of her nipple, down the open flap of her top. It.