”“I want to marry and have kids, too. But not for quite a few years!”Tasha laughed, “I didn’t mean tomorrow! Though I’m pretty sure my dad... would prefer I skipped dating and went straight to the ‘Dance of Isaiah’!”I nodded in sympathy, “He’s very conservative, that’s for sure!”“You know that’s why he was very happy Mrs. Orlova arranged for our dinner!”I laughed nervously, and tried to make a joke, “Are we engaged?”She smiled softly and put her hand on my arm, “Relax, Mike. My dad and Mrs. Orlova. ..” She says, looking down at him as he licks, smiling up to the camera too, blowing us a little kiss. This sexy slut evidently likes to put on a show!She leans forward a little, dropping her face toward his, closing her eyes and pursing her lips – letting him slop his tongue over her face rather than her tits – tensing up as his tongue makes contact, then relaxing by the third and fourth strokes ... Her hands still on her boobs, squeezing and massaging her own chest, fingers moving to her. “You hard?” she asked. Shyly I replied “…Yeah”. She turned to me and grabbed my other hand and put it on her right boob. “You like that?” I got solid as a rock. She placed her hand on my cock “Oh I know the answer to that,” she said while moaning as I squeezed her boob at the shock of her touch my cock. As I continued playing with her hair and boob, she went in for a kiss. She pecked me on lips lightly first, then again, then more passionately to point the point we started making out. I stopped. "Shelly what got you in here now?" "I need a shower too and you'd better get in with me if you want to have breakfast today." Listening to my stomach growl I decided to get in and after all we showered together in the past why not now.What happened proved me very mistaken, shelly began to rub me here and there in her funny childish ways and I didn't argue as I wanted to get on with it. But the more she touches me and gets no resistance; the more she gets balder. She took the soap bar and rubbed.