My shoulders ... hurt. It’s hard to wash my hair.”“Then I will help you with that. But have a soak in a warm bath, okay?”I finished the sandwi...ch and the glass of water and went to the bathroom. Hot water, ‘Simple’ bath gel. Luxury. I added tea-tree essential oil and lay there, carefully washing myself until the water was grey and he came into the room.“Julia, that water looks disgusting. I think we’d better wash your hair in the shower.” he helped me stand. I was beginning to relax and hope I. I’m sure it’s the honey that’s made it this way”. She said innocently. “But we have to get rid of the honey from our bodies before we go back to the camp site. Their’s no way we’re putting on our clothes drenched in honey back on and I’m not walking back through the woods with all the bugs flying around when I’m naked and covered in this stuff”I stared at her as she spoke. Her heavy tits jiggling as she spoke in an exaggerated tone and this only further added to my already very hard boner. The. Jodie was on the swim team and gymnastic team. Her major was elementary education.All of us exchanged greetings and the round began. Both were even par after five holes. On the sixth tee, our hands touched as I handed the driver to Mrs. Emerson. Taking the club, she looked at me with those beautiful brown eyes. As she winked, her tongue slowly glided over her lower lip.Jodie and Irene had not noticed. They were busy talking as they waited for Mrs. Emerson to tee off. Her ball landed short of. On several occasions, I couldn’t help but notice that Ryan’s boxers fit loosely over his skinny legs. When we were sitting, if I looked at just the right angle, I could sometimes catch a nonchalant glimpse of Ryan’s compact ball-sack as he lifted one leg into his jeans, and then the other. In these moments, I would feel strong urges of longing. I would envision taking Ryan’s cock into my hand, and letting it grow firm and hot in my closed palm. In my guilty fantasies, I would put the base of.