Fuck they were great. I suddenly got a blast of scalding hot water right on my balls.”Fuck... fuck... fuck...” I yelled as I danced around trying ...o avoid the burn. I could hear Karen laughing.”Hahaha... stop jerking off in our shower,” she called out.”What the fuck, sis?””You have to save it for me now... no more jerking yer gherkin,” she teased.The water returned to normal temperature and I finished up fast. I got out to the sight of Karen standing nude in the room. In the light she looked. This made me hot! I loved that she was showing off, and really getting off to all this. I knew she was also thinking of me hearing it all, plus had her phone recording audio of it, for us to relieve and use as foreplay. Plus, I knew I’d be jerking off to it whenever she’s home with her boring husband. I already couldn’t wait to hear it from the recording, to hear the stuff I might have missed from the bedroom, and I couldn’t wait to hear that orgasm part again! I knew it’d make me cum! I heard. Then I moved onto her left boob and sucked it wildly. She moved her fingers inside my hair and started pushing my head on her boobs.She was now getting wild. She started to talk dirty. “ohh yeaahh … ummm … aahhh yeahh .. suck them aaahh yeah aaaahh.. suck them baby.” I could feel her thirst for sex in her. She held my hand and pushed it in between her boobs and I started licking that area. Her fragrance was making me go crazy.I got up and started to move down on her. She was shivering and her. "It got worse. I was a "dangerous fugitive" and "might be armed," to boot. Jesus Christ, was he trying to get me killed? I had a sudden mental picture of those movies where armies of cops surround one poor guy all with their guns pointed. In the movies I remembered mostly the guy got shot full of a very large number of holes.I looked at the picture to reassure myself. It looked even less like me in slightly grainy print than it had on my cell display. Nobody'd recognize me from that.Even so, it.