The spreading wetness. But, still I do not touch you. My own pussy is aching. I long for you to touch it. But not yet. My mouth is at your mound. Smo...oth. Soft. I lick, moving closer. Ever closer. I feel you squirm. Trying to move so my tongue is on your clit. My fingers on your lips. But I do not let you. You are moaning louder now. Begging me. “Please?” my body wants the same. I want to feel your tongue on my clit. Your fingers on my lips. Pushing inside me. Fucking me. Making me cum. But. ' "'Shouldn't we have a shower first,' I suggested, noticing that she had started to scratch at her pubes, 'I'm kind of sweaty from running and that.' "'Sure, let's have a shower together,' she agreed. "As I followed her out of the room, I couldn't resist reaching forward to touch one of her bottom cheeks with each of my hands. "'My ass is all yours,' she sighed, bending down and pushing back to massage my stiff prick up and down with the crack between her butt-cheeks. "When we got into the. Ryan put my recliner’s footrest down and he and Sarah helped me to my feet. I stood there, my knees shaking, my thighs quivering with lust, while Sarah took the towel off of the recliner and spread it out on the rug.I was lowered to the floor and Ryan stretched out beside me on one side, Sarah on the other. I felt something against my hip and looked down to see Ryan’s very large, throbbing erection.Sarah saw the look on my face and said, “You may not be ready for that one yet, little girl.”I. Even after I dried her, Maggie had to shake herself causing Jennifer to giggle.“See why I had the towel ready? Imagine what a mess she’d have made if I hadn’t dried her first.” Jennifer laughed some more.I found the stuff for my bed and got it organized then drew the curtain for Jennifer. “How much help do you need?” I asked her.“I’m going to sleep in my panties and bra tonight but tomorrow I want to change so...” Jennifer blushed as she said the latter.Trying to make sure I didn’t smile, I.