I put my left arm around her waist and pulled her even closer to me. I kissed her forehead and shuddered, grasping her tighter. When I relaxed my hug,... she looked up at me. Her normal defiance and self assuredness were gone from her eyes. Instead there was a certain hurt and vulnerability there. There was also something soft, something questioning. She took a deep breath and her hand slid from my chest onto my lap. Suddenly, it contacted my hard-on and my eyes opened in shock. She pulled her. Well, he can probably see that I love you, too.”“He loved me, and he loved her, too,” Alicia said. “He still left us much of the time.”“Yeah. He had a very special, very necessary, task. He was one of the few people who could perform it. I, on the other hand, do one thing well, and I can come home every night after performing it.”“Why is everything about you?” Well, not everything was. Her previous comment, on the other hand, sounded like it was about him to Craig. Still, once an idea was in. There was an awkward silence and I decided to invite her into the tub. She came in but you could tell she noticed me checking her out as she was blushing. She stepped up and slipped on the edge and fell I caught her, unknowingly grabbing her breasts. They felt so warm and firm. She reached down to gain her balance but found another surprise quivering beneath the water. She must not have realized for a few seconds but then I saw her eyes flinch and she processed what she was touching. It seems. Four hands on my breasts aroused my nipples to complete sensitive hardness. Their fingertips on my stomach were superb. My pussy was ignored, except for some light passing touches, as they worked their way down the front of my legs to me feet. Only then did they kneel on either side of my lower belly. Four sets of oily fingers caressed my slit, opened me up to their gaze. My labia swelled. A fingertip brought my bud out of its shell, erect and hard. George gently caressed my clitoris with one.