I look up and see you standing in front of me, wearing your own long silk robe and giving me the look that you would like to join me. You tell me to c...lose my eyes as you slip your robe off and get into the tub facing me. You rest my leg on your chest and take long gentle strokes with the razor up and down my legs. I find this so erotic and you can see the pleasure in my eyes. I love the touch of your hands on my legs and you even shave above my knee so you can reach your fingers up my inner. She was a highly intelligent girl, of Irish extraction, and, I must admit, I loved hearing her talk. Irish accents have always been a turn-on for me. Petra stood five foot four inches tall. She had shoulder length red-orange hair, freckles, pert pointed breasts topped with the most delightful puffy nipples. She had a deceivingly innocent look, appearing much, much younger than her actual years and a hometown charm that I had not seen in a woman, in years. I was looking forward to this. I pull out my corset and crotchless panties, dress, turn to look at myself in the mirror. God, I am hot. I grab the pouch with my other equipment out of the bag and step back into the room. You are naked, laying on the bed. The sight of you makes my pussy ache. You are still hard, slowly stroking as you wait for me. I stand with a hand on my hip, accentuating the corseted curve even more. “Well, I was going to just rip whatever you put on right off again, but I think you can wear that for a. .” and I saw him slap Ginger’s face with his huge cock. She opened her mouth and started sucking his hard cock down, slurping and licking on it. Then she pulled my head off her nipple and kissed me open mouthed like she had before. I could taste Mr. Miller’s precum in her mouth. I was loving it, I started grinding my cunt over the dildo up in me and fucking my pussy against Ginger’s, I was about to cum being fucked by a girl! Ginger pulled away and turned my head forcing it to Mr. Miller’s.