"I borrowed this from mom," she blushed. "Thought I'd try it. Turns out it's a pretty nasty little toy," she added to that. "Doesn't really give you a...BIG orgasm, but it certainly tickles you into wanting another one."I damn near spilled my coffee, quickly setting the cups down in front of us, though it was her hand reaching out, grabbing my rock hard dick, that was once again poking out through the folds in my almost too short bathrobe that caused that."I don't normally take my coffee with. “I’m close now, baby, I’m so close. I’m gunna cum…” She began to chant.Rob forcefully slides the shower door open and pulls her from the cascading water. She yelps in surprise and protest at losing her orgasm, as he positions her in front of the mirror.Roughly he forces her down, causing her to catch herself against the counter.“Wipe the fog off the mirror.” He demands crudely, pulling on her hair to raise her head.She drags the closest towel across the mirror, and looks at his. She sighed contentment into his chest, and leaned higher to kiss his neck. He gently held her head against his skin, savoring the tactile sensation her lips were causing. She felt encouraged and kissed more forcefully. He shuddered with pleasure. He gently detached himself and leaned down to kiss her upon her lips. They were so soft and tender. He felt his body ache with desire, because kissing her was salvation. Her body pressed against him felt to the lonely man like heaven on earth, and for. When she did, she sat up with a very weird expression. ‘What the hell is this?’ She asked indicating the radio. Chris laughed. ‘Is this like a CD of old people songs?’ ‘Hey! This is good music, alright. Don’t make me pull this car over.’ ‘And just what would you do if I made you pull the car over?’ She gave him a smile and he cleared his throat, shifting in his seat. ‘You ok?’ ‘Peachy.’ Cat smiled. ‘Yeah, you look just peachy to me.’ Chris’s lips broke out in a smile. It was eighty forty-five.