She wishes she had her butt plug with her now. She wishes she didn't have to go to the party tonight, so that she could stay home and play with hersel...f. She wishes she were married to a man who could sexually please her.And then she sees movement in the mirror. Without warning, he slips into the dressing room. The sight of her ass stops him for a moment, and she thrills to his gaze devouring the promise of her nakedness. She doesn't turn around, doesn't cover her nudity, doesn't protest his. I tried to open my eyes but the soap stung them badly. My young dick rubbed against her legs but I didn’t move. After a few seconds the water was back to normal and I rinsed off. I stared down at my dick and couldn’t believe how hard it was. “We need to wash that too…” I heard her say behind me. “Turn the water off; we don’t want to waste it….” She said quietly.Slowly, once again, I turned around. This time no soap came to assault me. Instead my lovely wet aunt just lathered a wash cloth. Nina stopped fingering her after a couple more minutes and held her fingers upwards while they were still in Jessie’s cunt. Jessie was still stroking her clit, and since Nina was holding it in place (from the inside), the tingles felt a lot more intense.Leg spasms were coming more frequently. Moans were getting louder.“Oh, oh!” moaned Jessie. Her vaginal walls spasmed. Her body convulsed as warm pussy juice started squeezing through Nina’s fingers.“Ohhh, god!” continued Jessie when she felt. Then they put you into a controlled coma to give your brain a chance to rest.“At that point, Mr Kafkasian intervened and had you flown here because of the university teaching hospital’s reputation for expertise with neurological injuries. Unfortunately your condition continued to deteriorate and we had to put you on life support. At that point the most likely outcome was that your parents would have eventually been asked for permission to switch off your life support.”A couple of people gasped.