He shook his head and stepped inside the shower. He was topless but was still wearing his boxers from the night before.He grabbed my lower back and b...rought me closer to him, then he grabbed my wrist that was helping covering my exposed boob and brought it down to his dick. He turned around and started the water again."Go on, Morgan, take my boxers off", he said.I was nervous. I looked around the shower and watched the water drip off his hair and on to my boobs. I slid my hand around his. I again placed both my hands on her breasts and slowly started squeezing it. I rubbed and moved my palms all over her breasts. “Kaisa lag raha hai Vibhu? She asked. ‘Ummmm… Wonderful. I don’t have any words to describe”“You can kiss if you want.”She smiled and placed her hands on back of my head. She slowly pulled towards her and placed my face on her left boob. I kissed it all over including the nipple. “Nipples are meant to bite Vibhu. Bite my nipple but zyada zor se nahi….”I was biting. This time, when she laid the cotton strip down; she put her index finger just inside my pussy with her thumb on my clit, while she ripped the waxed hairs off. She played with my clit in between her deft applications of wax. She rolled my clit between her fingers, playing with the hood, always making sure it was very slippery. These short bursts of attention were getting my whole body hot, and I felt my orgasm building.I was trying to hold still so Jackie could do her job with the wax but I. I must've jacked off 20 times that week, imagining that I was walking down the hall with my cock in hand, Opening her bedroom door, walking through the darkness to her king size bed, pulling the covers back, Lifting up her nightly and planting my greased up cock deep inside her ass before she even woke up. I stood outside her door right after night coming all over the bedroom doors brass knobs chilling tripped and side you'll fashion skeleton key hole she ever woke .That was last September.