But most of all, Lisa awoke with a sexual itch inside herself that needed to be taken care of.However, there was one minor problem - Lisa had to work ...today, at the art gallery. The young woman always put in an eight hour shift on both Saturday and Sunday, unless her cheerleading schedule dictated otherwise. Though it would be nice to have weekends off, she needed the extra money and those two days were her only chance to work full shifts.But that itch still existed, and needed to be remedied in. Not even when he got home and checked his phone for the last time of the night was there a missed message. The pounding in his head made getting ready unbearable, but some of the medicine was kicking in and he was beginning to feel a little better, if not less queasy. When he pulled the Escalade out of the parking garage, he nearly coughed up every last one of the aspirins as Hadley’s name filled the screen. Holding the phone in his hands, he wanted to give her a piece of her own sass and not. The water was cold, but so refreshing. I loved swimming innatural water, and not chlorinated water. The bathtub was never bigenough to satisfy my yearnings. Connor soon followed suit, making sure to splash me as much as hecould. What an idiot, I thought splashing Connor as soon as heemmerged. I started laughing as he spit the water out of his mouth,"Why, you little," he shouted chasing after me. He snaked his armsaround my waist pulling me close to his chest, I could feel the warmthof his. My cock quickly shot up to attention, when I could sense that there were eyes on me. I pretended that I didn't know they were peering at me from the side of the tub, or even care, for that matter.The power I felt as I displayed myself to these girls was intoxicating. It gave me the hardest erection I've ever had. With both eyes closed, I arched my back as I rubbed shampoo through my hair, swiveling my pelvis more towards the voices, so my hard cock seemed mere inches from their faces. I snuck a.