"But what about sin?" Erin asked as they entered the house.
"I figure if god invented everything, he wanted us to enjoy it," Tasha said, kicking off her sandals. "If you're not harming anyone, including yourself, why should it be wrong?"
"I never thought of it that way," Erin confessed, kicking her sandals off too.
"And speaking of feeling good, we should get some more lotion on you," Tasha said with a big smile.
"Oh!" Erin gasped, a smile on her face.
"Maybe you'd like to see some of my videos," Tasha suggested, slowly reaching out and pulling Erin's shirt up over her head, releasing her breasts, nipples already hard.