With an self-conscious squeak, she sat on the toilet.Don reached down and grabbed her pants and pulled them off. Her tennis shoes went with the pants....Then he turned and reached into the shower and turned it on."What?" Hailey started."You've never done it in the shower?" Well, no."Don smiled. He pulled his shirt over his head as he pushed his shoes off. His jeans, briefs and socks joined them on the floor. Hailey smiled as his hard shaft bobbed into view. She reached behind herself and flushed. Although we looked like a couple sleeping, we were like ducks in a pond, with only serene motion visible as we paddled like mad beneath the waters. My hand had found Lucile’s vagina and she quickly pulled her skirt up over her hips and shoved a pad of paper towels liberated from the loo, beneath her so that perfuse wetness wouldn’t stain her skirt or the aircraft seat. My hands found Lucile’s body as hers reached back and undid my belt and zipper. Unseen thanks to the blankets, my pants slipped. "Shit! Good good good," Marc groaned. His praise thrilled her, and she sucked at his cock, wiggling her tongue underneath the tip as she pushed her head further down his shaft. Not even a quarter of the way down and he filled her mouth to the breaking point. She whimpered and began to bob, pulling hard at him with as much suction as she could manage."Keep that up, you don't have to worry about me losing control too soon," he assured her, watching her with a smug expression on his handsome face. His ass lookedparticularly delicious in the blue briefs from where he was leant over.Rivers walked up to the sink beside Sam, leaning in to the mirror tocheck his still swollen eye. He himself now wore the men's variant ofthe hotel's pajama set; a loose fitting blue t-shirt with the "Hotel deRussie" logo, along with a matching baggy pair of briefs that endedmid-thigh.He looked back to Sam from the mirror, noticing how the t-shirt mouldeditself to his firm breasts, the outline of his nipples.