This was my cue to move and let them get down to it. I pulled up a tent chair and got ready for the show. Tom pulled her to her feet and removed her b...ra and panties, my wife stood there completely naked while Tom enjoyed the view, I could see my wife was already dripping wet as her juices ran down the inside of her thigh. Tom wiped it with his fingers before putting them in his mouth to taste her. This was too much for my wife so she pushed him back on to the floor, peeled off her soaking wet. I watched you on the security monitorto make sure it didn't get out of hand. How about a hot shower and a nap before we dress fordinner?.I looked up into his handsome face and with a big smile I said, "I wasn't worried baby. I knew you'd be close by. A hot shower really sounds good, especially if you'll join meand wash my back and then you could scratch my itch like only you can do?"Mark smiled back and still holding my hand he pulled me back to the elevator. This time wewent up a floor to our. In fact, Jeannie rather liked Laura's strict demeanour with her no nonsense ‘Do as I say,’ tone of voice. She even found being told off by a younger woman embarrassingly belittling on the one hand but also so addictive on the other and the fact Laura was her step-daughter added to her feeling that maybe having to obey her every instruction was better than having a chummy mummy. Indeed, obeying someone younger than her wasn’t really so different to her long-held desires of having to obey an. " I didn't want to turn around. I wanted her to touch me forever. But I turned around. And she lathered my butt, running fingers inside the crack. "Gotta get you clean," she smiled, turning me around. She took the telephone showerhead and rinsed me."Can you wash me?"Oh, man, could I. But I replicated her careful indifference, no more lingering over those "B" cup titties, I lathered over quarter-sized areoles and noted that the ministrations of the washcloth and soap perked her pink nipples up.