So I had to figure out what a cum shower was before I called to book her. Is that what hiring a prostitute is called? I went into my bathroom and look...d at my shower stall. It was fairly generic with a faucet for filling up the tub. A stopper. Rubber ducky. Showerhead. I wondered if I unscrewed the showerhead and ejaculated into it…? That made sense to me. Yeah, that was it. I wasn’t feeling particularly aroused at the moment. Well, maybe I could call and book Angela and then worry about that. "You can stop now. Thank you for your help. Just make sure she cleans you off, before you go back to your wine." "Mmm, yes, of course," the woman giggled, perversely. I felt her fingers slide out of me and before I knew it, they were presented to my mouth. I opened without hesitation and soon, the taste of my sopping cunt was all I could experience. I couldn't remember my pussy ever tasting so rich and sweet before. Perhaps the scent of the woman's own beautiful skin was adding to the flavor,. “We would be.“This is Margo and Jim. They seduced us on our first night here. And they were very good,” Jon tells us he helps them undress. Just as I hoped Margo is a voluptuous size-14 with a magnificent ass. Jim is a slightly effeminate, pretty boy with a good body and ass and it is obvious why Margo is attracted to him. His thick erection is almost as big as mine.“You wanted a blow job from a a fifty-year cougar and her toy boy while your lady watched. Shall we proceed?,” she teases as she. Trying to demonstrate his skills on her proved a lost cause within a few heartbeats. Trina slipped her fingers behind his head, pulling him tight against her, and rode his face. All he could really do was keep his tongue moving. It seemed to do the trick. “Ah yeah. Get in there,” she cried out amidst a series of sharp moans. Someone pulled his cock straight up, and then let go so it slapped against him. He heard Jun say something, although he couldn’t make it out with Trina’s thighs muffling.