This way I could block the water from hitting her in the face as I am considerably taller than her. She took the soap and began washing my chest, then...my arms. I turned around and she washed my back and my ass. Then I turned back around and she smiled. She knelt down in the shower and soaping up her hands good, took my cock in her hand. She began softly washing my cock which naturally stiffened within seconds! She looked up at me waiting for my permission. "Yes, pet, go ahead," I said. With. She leaned in for a kiss. Then I picked up the pace again. Babs never took her eyes off our cocks; she was thoroughly enraptured. After a couple minutes more, her breathing got heavier, and her eyes glazed over. Her body started to convulse and shake, her cock twitched inside the nylon, and then I felt the hot wet fluid wash over my cock and soak into the stocking. That was the signal that started my own orgasm on it's way; Babs' cock was softening, but mine was looking more vascular, even. I told her everything. I also let some stuff slip that I hadn't planned to." Like what?" Like your name and my face." But not your name?" That part was easy, she was already calling me Jimmy so at least I didn't screw that up. You think it will be a problem?" I doubt it. What about you? Do you trust her?" Yeah, I do. Enough that I am not worried about her causing problems for us. I think it actually made me more believable. Once she saw that I was really just a kid I think she immediately. As was customary lately, she looked awesome. She was wearing a tight pair of jeans, a very sheer white silk blouse and black heels. She walked over to where I was sitting, touched me gently on the shoulder and sat down beside me. “So where you kids off to tonight ?”, Mr. Timmons asked. “Just out to eat Dad, no big deal.”, Courtney replied. “You guys have fun, see you later.”, he called out as we walked out of the room. We got into the truck and drove across town to a local restaurant that was.
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