Sarah's hands unwrap the wet towel. She's naked and sprawled on her bed, her hands softly rubbing her thighs. Ricky gasped as Christine fell to her kn...ees, tugging furiously at his belt. When she sucked his throbbing cock deep into her mouth, he closed his eyes and let his head fall back, his mind filled with images of Sarah. She's rubbing her breasts now, groaning as she tugs gently on her swollen nipples. Her right hand abandons her breast and makes its way slowly to her wet pussy, her moans. .what was I thinking! I had never looked or thought of another woman like this before.I must have blushed. I quickly got up and went in to the shower. I turned the water on first cold then hot. The water felt good as it ran over my body. I had to get rid of these thoughts from out of my head. I liked guys not girls. I heard the other shower come on and I knew that Sandy was in the next stall. The thought of her there showering made me wetter. I took the bar of soap and worked up a thick rich. It was coming from deep in her soul....her eye contact with me told me all I needed to know. she loved the pain, she loved being submissive, she wanted more. I pulled again a little harder and another shattering orgasm shook her. she muffled something into the washcloth but I was already pulling her nipples again. as unbelievable as it sounds she had another shattering orgasm. I stopped pulling her nipples and began caressing her pussy again. as I mentioned before she has large labia and they. Aside from stroking myself to a messy conclusion my next favorite thing to do was to go to the Saturday and Sunday matinees at the local theater which was only a block from where I lived with my widowed mother Jan, in a small five room ranch style house.My Dad had died in the Korean War in 1953 when I was only ten, so I remembered and missed him. The only man in my life was my mother's older brother Tom. He visited most every Sunday and usually gave me a dollar to go to the movies. Doesn't.