The sexual tension mounted rapidly. It was unbearable. Jess grinned as she stepped closer to Christine.“Touch my pussy, slut, I know you want me, I ...now you crave my body. I know you will tell the man you love once you’ve had me.” Jess took one of Christine’s hands and placed it on her belly.“What? What do you mean?” Christine stammered, caught unawares, “who do you think I love?”“The one you talk to on line, who you send special pictures too,” Jess laughed in reply, guiding Christine’s hand. I had made him sit there because I had put his cup of tea there. He was seated just opposite the bathroom door. I left the door at about one foot open.I stood in such a way that he could see me from the opened part of the door. I turned my back to him and opened my shirt. Then, the bra over my naked and fair back was visible to him. I was standing there only in a skirt. Then I pulled down my skirt too.I was in front of him in the bathroom showing him my semi-nude round and big buttocks. Then I. She continued the massage on my chest and shoulders, and I felt twinges each time her hands passed over one of my nipples. She then moved her hands lower, massaging my stomach, and coming dangerously close (in my mind, at least), to the top of the towel. It felt like my almost fully erect cock was just an inch or so below the edge of the towel.Ashley moved around to the side of the table again and folded the towel over to expose the front side of my right hip. In doing so, she piled the excess. The next day she came over , for a cup of sugar , smiled and winked at me , asked how long as it been going on i said the last 6 months , she wanted to know who initiated it i said i did , i saw him peeing one day and saw how huge it was , asked if i could touch it , he let me and eventually he let me suck it , he said always wanted to know what it felt like to be sucked , but his wife wouldnt suck it she always thought it was disgusting and she wouldnt even let him go down on her , they just.