I was stroking with more pleasure than I ever had in my entire life. The adrenaline from the situation I found myself in made me feel like I was being...pleasured by a goddess. I knew I was getting close to finishing before I even began. The steam from her shower stall floated into mine and made the air around me warm and humid. The simple sound of the water drops bouncing off of her golden skin was the most peaceful sound I had ever heard. A few more strokes and I was going to cover my stall. Kathleen put doen the spatula she had in her hand, and came over to give me a tight hug. She pushed her breast hard against my arm as she did, and predictably, my penis began to take notice. Kathellen told me to sit down, and poured me a cup of coffee. she turned back toward the range and siad, "I guess we had a bit too much to drink last night, so Claire stayed the night." I was squirming in my chair because all three of us - I was certain - knew exactly what had gone on, but no one was. Now think of a king with no courage holding lots of gold and surrounded by thieves. Off course gold will be looted and same happened here. Now story starts in Nikita’s role. It was 8:00 pm when my husband and I heard main door’s bell. He went to door while I was in kitchen and I heard a man talking to him quite dominantly. I went out to seek who was there. I saw a masculine man with clean shave face who seems to be of around 28-30 was standing in front of my husband. My husband was whispering. In addition to looking ridiculously hot in her tight spandex, she’d had a look in her eyes that had made him stir. It was a pleading look, almost desperate. It was as if she just wanted to get lost somewhere and escape whatever thoughts were going through her head. Acting on his intuition, which turned out to be dead-on, Matt had decided to skip ahead go right to the main event. He’d called her over to come sit on his lap, a request that she’d quickly complied with. After a few more rounds of.