Entire Series: Home Alone With My Curvy Step Sister

Seconds now… only just touching them and no more with the outside of the spray… no… repeating the whole process again… all over… every muscle receiving a good massage. pushing against my hand, quietly hoping one will slide inside you… can you… finally, after an age, it reaches your underarms… Still huffing from not getting my finger, this isn’t working for you as much as the arm and shoulder rub did. back down your right thigh to your knee… the massager… kissing, biting… I turn you round so you are in front of me, facing me, watching me. Oh, my fucking god… all over… Finally, my hands… Soaring high and true… caressing the soap into your breasts, your sternum, your neck, your tummy… boring deep into your soul, watching your eyes flinch, seeing you try to hide, feeling you open up as the water cascades over every single inch of you… of tying your hands together and raising them onto the hook in the bathroom… my fingers achingly close to touching you… ” Too late. I know