Not yet. "Wait...wait!" she cried as she pressed her body onto him, reaching for her own climax. So close. So fucking close. And then she came.She fel... the familiar contractions of her vaginal walls on his still hard prick as her orgasm struck hard. Again and again she came, a linked series of orgasmic shocks that racked her entire genital area. She wasn't a screamer, but she felt a high-pitched keening whine escape from her throat, loud enough to be heard throughout the theater.She sat still. The floor was slightly slippery, and I cautiously eased my way to stand under the full blast of water coming from a crack in the far wall.The water pressure was almost enough to bowl me over, and I stood under the full brunt of it only for a few seconds, before sidling over towards the corner where the spray was soft enough for me to wash. I scrubbed myself with a small cloth until I was too cold to continue, then stepped out of the spray to wash my hair. I warmed up quickly in the heat of the. .. combat training, I should think. What good would that do? It’s just ... weird. Are any of them going to be any good in a fight? Or just get in the way?” Pam spoke her mind now.“Try me. Now, come on, guys! We wasted Maryann Forrester already. No reason that we can’t wreck some others. Particularly some crazy, closet case pastor and his shrew of a wife. Pretty shrew, but shrew nonetheless. Now, watch this!” I brought out the flamethrower that was a recent gift.“Plus, he has us,” Clio. I could feel my cheeks burning and prayed she hadn’t noticed that – or that I’d gotten about half hard.It was going to be a very long couple of weeks.**“Good morning, sleepyhead.”I started awake the next morning to my sister straddling my stomach and grinning at me. Still half asleep, the first thing my brain latched onto was her short nightshirt riding up to reveal just a sliver of pink panties resting against my skin.“Get off,” I grumbled, pushing on her legs.She giggled and slid backwards. .