Without hesitation, I replied yes. She asked me to stand in front of her with my hands behind my back and said last chance… before I could open my m...uth she snapped the lock shut. “Got you,” she sheepishly smiled. “You see, I have been reading up online about this and the best way is to get them locked before a time limit can be set, then it becomes the keyholder’s decision. You might regret this before long.” She then grabbed my balls and said these are mine also and I expect them to get real. My pussy began to stir as I continued to recall the night before. I had ended up sitting right were I currently am, in the base of the shower, my laptop to my left (the shower wasn’t on) typing with my right hand as my left hand probed at my naked pussy as I continued to read Brett’s little fantasy. I felt myself begin to become wet even though I was under a shower as I remembered Brett’s idea of us in a hot sexy 69 - which couldn’t properly work both ways as I couldn’t fit even half of his now. What else could she do to help Alana with what was troubling her? “So, Alana, how can I help? You know, if there’s anything, anything at all that can make Brandon’s life better, I’ll do it. Honestly. Anything. Just tell me.” Again a pause, while the waiter deftly placed their salads and offered them a grinding of fresh pepper. “Liz, you are the only person in the whole world I would ever talk with about this. And I want you to be completely frank if I make you uncomfortable. So interrupt me. It felt so good. All I could think about was Coy' s warm cum all over my body, and the heat of the water with my eyes closed. There was no way I could stop now, I was so excited and hot that I was just about to cum. In the shower, right here, right now. I took the shower head off and sat down in the tub. I aimed the water right on my clit and before I knew it I was cumming in the shower. I was a lot louder than when I usually masturbate. I hope I didn't wake anyone up with my loud.