He’s right. I don’t get touched nearly as much as I need to be or … or want to be. I relished in the attention, basked in the thrill and newness...to the risk I was taking. His hand slipped down into the front of my panties and to my nether region. He whispered, “Spread your legs a little, darlin’,” and I gladly complied. His long finger, soft and warm, gently got acquainted with my freshly saturated pussy. I was so hot. I wiggled a little and waited, waited for his finger to either enter my cunt. Sheri was sitting on the floor in front ofus capitivated by the site. I caressed his legs all over feeling thesoftness and smoothness of the hose.I continued and then let my leg cross over his while I turned to facehim. I was so turned on by his feminine appearance and felt that I wasoperating without thinking. Sheri got up and sat on a chair acrossfrom us, and put her hand down her hose and was moaning and panting atthe site in front of her.I straddled Jere on the couch and sat on his knees. Dontcha know you never drop the soap when youre with a naked man, darlin? He stood there, legs spread, arms above his head, and said to me Come on, baby, heres the chance of a lifetime for ya do your worst! Not having washed someone like this, since, what, my youngest son was 2 or 3 I got down on one knee and washed up one leg, and down the other, trying my best not to face the one-eyed monster that was staring back at me. When those legs were clean, though, I couldnt help it, I had to wash. She stared at it for a moment wondering if she had closed it. The images were scenes of young girls being attacked and violated by bizarre alien creatures with tentacles. The pictures aroused Nikki as they flashed before her. She knew they weren't real but still, her mind wandered to what it would be like to make love to an alien creature with tentacles or genitalia different to the men she knew, then shook her head thinking how silly she was being.She reached over to shut her laptop down, when.