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He decided to mess with her and began to soap his balls and shaft until his erection pointed at her. She glanced between his cock and his eyes.“Is that an invitation?” she asked. Before he could answer, she disappeared wearing her nightshirt and reappeared naked.“Isn’t this kind of risky?” Jeff asked as he helped her step into the tub. The shock of fine hair on her mons drew his eyes before they bounced back up to the sloping mounds of her breasts.“Probably not,” she said, “considering how early it is and how much our parents drank last night.”Shelly took the soap and washcloth away from him and then began to clean him, examining his body as she went. He turned when she indicated, allowing her to satisfy her curiosity. She even washed under his arms and between his legs before sitting on the edge of the tub to take a closer look at his cock and balls.She kept biting her lip and glancing up at his face as if judging his reactions to her gentle explorations. Jeff let his eyes roam over. I felt blood rushing to my face. My heart was already galloping. I hadn’t seen her more than three months. Back then she told me that we should stop dating and should just be friends. It was very hard for me, but there was nothing I could do. “I need your help, George,” she said. Her voice was strange. As if she had problems breathing. And somehow tremulous. That frightened me. “Jill, are you all right?” I asked. “No, I am not. Sorry for disturbing you, but would you please come as soon as possible,” she said and explained where she was. I knew the street. Just two blocks away. I put on my shoes, and ran out. The street looked deserted. A couple of second later, I saw her. Jill was standing on the sidewalk, leaning against a tree trunk. She was wearing a simple dark green dress that was accentuating her slim figure and black high-heeled pumps with pointed toe. I drew closer. She managed a faint smile as she saw me. I noticed that her face was very pale, her blue eyes frightened.
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