For a moment, I’m completely oblivious, lost in the feeling of release. XXX Showers are boring!” Seriously? Poor kid. I’m Samantha. Jack grins, hopping off the couch. “Yeah, it was kinda weird, but fun!”
“I don’t think we should tell your parents about that,” I say, a warning tone in my voice. Just get this over with, Samantha. This is already uncomfortable enough. “And then you wash up. The flow of urine finally slows to a trickle, and I sigh in relief. “So, what do you want to do now?” I ask, trying to change the subject. This is so wrong, I should stop this now, but… I let him take the soap, and he starts to lather up my chest, his small hands gliding over my breasts.




















