I turned and addressed the room, "OK, who wants to do my back?"The big hairy guy with the deep laugh won the honors, mainly by physical intimidation. ...He was a bit rougher than my usual back-scrubbers but I thought Steve had other things going for him. For instance, he made an excellent loofah. I soaped him up and then rubbed myself all over him, giggling all the time as his hairy chest tickled me. Having an appreciative audience didn't hurt a bit, either. If cocks could applaud I would have had. With her eyes locked on his, she began to draw it up.Cody's breathing grew ragged and his fingers dug into her thighs. He dropped his eyes to follow the blue silk as it slid up her body. He saw the smooth skin of her legs, the curls at their juncture, then the scar to the right of her navel. On instinct, he ran his hands over the V-shaped mark, remembering how she'd told him she'd come by it. His face darkened."Cody."He lifted his eyes and she placed one hand over the one he'd used to traced. "The other women nodded in agreement."He was very much a gentleman. He said he liked my bra, especially the way he could unclip it at the front and have easy access to my breasts. He also complimented me on my cock sucking."She paused and smiled at this point as she added, "And, yes girls, I did swallow." After that the fucking was so good that I forgot all about the roleplay. That is until I got on top."The other women groaned at the thought of impaling themselves on young Peter Pannet's. I put my bike in the garage and walked through to the kitchen and looked out the door. Sure enough, there she was. I opened the door and ushered her in and to my family room. “Take a seat while I get something to drink. Would you like a soda too,” I asked her.“No thank you,” came her reply.“Ok, but you may want something in a little while and I might not be in the mood to offer then,” I suggested.“Do you have any Dr. Pepper?” she asked. “Yes, is that what you want?”“Uh huh.”I poured soda.