When I reached there I heard the shower running. I felt the doorknob and turned it just slightly. It was unlocked. What luck! I walked in and went to ...the back of the shower where I opened the curtain and jumped in. She seemed delighted that I had showed up. I did my best to keep my hair from getting wet just in case someone got up and dint get suspicious as to why both our hair was wet. I assisted my fair maiden in washing her stunning body of. First I grabbed a bar of soap and started cleaning. .her naked body all over my naked body.. Her huge breasts to my chest… Her leg entwined to my legs.. Her belly on my stomach.. We kissed passionately in this pose for 10 minutes… The taste of her tongue.Her saliva…woah! My dick again got hard was tingling her wet pussy. She then stopped kissing and smiled at me.. I took her off and got on top of her… I sucked her tits for another 10 minutes… Biting her nipples..and sniffing her cleavage… She was enjoying this a lot..I raised both her hands and. When I turned to look back at him the look was gone. ‘Good morning,’ I said with another yarn. ‘Hey, they just announced that we have about two hours until we land in London,’ he told me. Even though I had wanted this flight to end as soon as we took off, I felt reluctant to leave the plane. Or rather, reluctant to leave the boy. ‘Two hours huh?’ I couldn’t even put in the effort to not sound depressed at the thought. I guess he could tell my mood had taken a nosedive, because he said, ‘how. We had stopped going to church on a regular basis the year after my father died. I had never asked why. It did not seem to mean much to me.Mom still read the bible on a regular basis, but seemed to have lost her appetite for church. I had never really considered it before, but with a much older perspective, I suddenly realized Mom had a reason for not going and it probably had something to do with dad’s death.“Why did we stop,” I asked between bites of food.“The minister and I did not see eye.