Simone leaned forward and hummed a little soft tune that Madame LaRousse did not recognize.She had done this several times before for this little flir...t.Simone spread her legs sending a signal to Madame LaRousse that she wanted some attention to her heated pussy slit as well. The older woman grasped her hip firmly and began to stroke her dripping pussy with experienced and gentle fingers. Soon Simone was gasping and her humming changed into little unintelligible whimpers of sheer unadulterated. She climbed out of the shower her legs buckling under neither her from exhaustion and wrapped a towel around her wet naked body. Exiting the bath room she opened the door to her large dog Cain who had been staring at the door, obviously interested at all the commotion going on in the bath room. She nudged him aside and made her way to her room where she promptly collapsed on her bed. She was worn out and exhausted from the day and she felt her tired eyes closing. Shelby was awoken suddenly, she. At least not in my realm of association and the thought that I might be gay or that I was doing a gay thing really didn’t enter my mind. I liked girls and I knew that I liked girls. That fact didn’t keep my dick from getting hard thinking about sucking Mr. Benson’s cock. Sex was sex and sucking cock was sex.I lasted until the next day just after noon and I found myself knocking on the Benson’s door.The door opened and he smiled down at me. He pushed it further open so that I could get past him. I pull into the airport parking lot ten minutes early, and am just checking my makeup in the rearview mirror when a tall man approaches my car and taps on the glass beside the passenger seat. As I roll down the window he says, ‘Hey, Hales!’ ‘Liam?!’ Liam is unrecognizable. Tall and toned with ashy blond hair, his clear blue eyes are the only reminiscence of the teenage boy I once knew. Damn, is all I can think. Fortunately, he climbs in the car and begins to talk before I have time to look too.