It took her a moment to overcome her innate bladder shyness, but she managed it. Slowly at first, a small amount of pee squirted into the tub, followed by a more steady stream. She watched Sam’s face as he started at her crotch, apparently fascinated with it. So apparently Sam was just a freak. He liked to try and degrade and humiliate women, got off on fucking them right after someone else, and now he had a watersports thing. So far this made him the biggest mystery out of the three men, as she assumed he would be the most wholesome, Hairy clean cut and vanilla of the three. She wondered what else he was hiding behind that ruggedly handsome face. Soon her stream became a trickle and stopped, so she lay back in the tub as it trickled towards the drain to follow Sam’s. With a smile he pointed the showerhead at the drain and turned on the water, testing the temperature with his hand before turning the warm spray on her. She lay back as he rinsed her off from neck to toes then chased any traces of yellow down the drain, then he gestured for her to stand up. She stood blowjob and let him shower her, as he used one hand to lather her body thoroughly with her shower gel (perhaps granny giving certain areas a little more attention than they needed) and using the shower head to rinse the soap off again. As she slowly rotated to let him access all sides of her she remained silent, though she was burning with curiosity. Eventually they were done and she stood in the tub shivering as he handed her a towel. Jacob gave Lizzy a few minutes to relax before we left him, telling him that we’d be back for more the next day. A more intense way to massage his balls with your mouth is to gently take them into your mouth and softly massage them with your tongue. Her cum fired into my convulsing twat. His heartbeat sped up as he considered what he was about to do to her. “Strip down you prick, let’s see that little cock of yours, get on all fours!” She exclaimed. “Oh, well,” I blowjob thought. “Mike, slap him for calling me being granny a slut.” "Who gave you the power to stop time?" Tell me your thoughts! She wasn’t in the main hall, or anywhere near the arts hallway (she hung out in the photography room a fair bit). As Jill Hairy takes a moment to sit on the edge of our bed, I put my arms around her. And between you and me, for her place as one of your lovely little teen lovers, also.