I swallowed very hard and held her gaze. She looked down at herself, and then looked back at me. Hard!! Should I move, should I go to her, what does s...he want, what is she saying? By now I was getting uncomfortable and needed to move, mainly to ease the swelling of my cock in my pants. I moved to kneel up, giving me a much better view. Still looking at me her features became relaxed and smiled at me and at the same time very slowly, she began to sit up in the bath. Sometimes patience has its. It always gives me chills when they open up the service with the brass band and entourage traveling down the walkway playing Oh Come All Ye Faithful. After listening to the story of Christmas and taking our bread and wine we headed back to my wife’s brother’s house. Having our traditional eggnog and chat session it was getting late and Santa still had to bring out all the gifts to place under the tree. As we drove it couldn’t be more perfect of a setting, a nice strong snowfall had just begun. ”Looking directly at Jarrad, Ashley responded defiantly, “Then let him watch.” Jarrad's watching was adding to Ashley's excitement. She grabbed Brad's shorts and pulled them down past his hips. "I don't care,” she announced in a loud voice, “In fact, I think it's kind of fun, having him watch, don't you think?"There was no mistaking her this time and from what Jarrad could tell, Ashley knew exactly what she was doing. She wanted to be fucked, and she wanted to be watched. Jarrad wished it was. I would soon be putting my nose in places it was not meant to go, but still all I can smell is soap.I love the smells that girls produce; they are for me a real turn on. A girl’s sex organs were, I think, designed to emit glorious aromas; especially that smell of sex, which emits from a sexually charged young lady. I have had sex with quite a number of girls during which the room has been perfumed by sex; pure sex. This indeed is the ‘Perfumed Garden’. Julie, I’m afraid has to be the ‘Soapy.