How easy would it be to touch her right now? But I can't, because she trusts me. Because it would ruin everything. There's no harm in letting your ima...gination run wild though, is there?I slide out of bed, my feet hitting the floor with a light thud. I swiftly rush into the bathroom, pushing the door slightly closed but open enough for a line of light to fall onto my bedroom carpet.I look at myself in the mirror, my cheeks red and my hair ruffled. I can feel my pussy becoming wetter and wetter.. I crossed my legs to keep my thong hidden from him as he walked in the room. It was still so wet and sticky and I could feel Marlons cum still rubbing into my pussy everytime I move even the slightest."Don't say anything" I snapped as he went to say hello and leant in for a kiss. "No kissing, no talking, you just lie yourself straight down onto the floor baby because we need to talk".Mike was giving me a shy awkward look again and he slowly got down to the floor."Don't fuck around, get down. She recovered quickly when she saw Pete and I having a cup of coffee. She asked if she could join us and of course there were no objections. “What do you think of Pete’s massage techniques, Cin?”“It was heavenly! Can I speak to you for a minute Rhoda?”“Excuse me, will you , Pete?“Sure, I’m not going anywhere.”In the living room, Cindy and Rhoda were discussing the possibility of another massage before having to go back to New Jersey.“Let’s not over do it Cindy.” “Tell you what, Rhoda. It will. Hot, embarrassed, naked; somewhat wet between the legs and tingling with sexual anticipation she'd smiled coyly at the camera and he'd snapped her. Her eyes had been steaming, her breasts aching and her nipples swollen and enlarged.After the holiday, Kevin had sorted through the various pictures he'd taken and he'd printed the one that he regarded as the hottest and most daring of them all. Danielle's legs were open is this shot. Her moistness and clitoris were both unashamedly exposed, and her.