I could smell the faint aroma of my arousal, and the distinct scent of quality leather. Part of me wanted to turn and look at him, but fear kept my he...d in its position and my eyes watching the water rain out of my showerhead. His cock pressed into my ass and lower back, and I squirmed under his touch and panted."Cum for me Zeela Peterson. Cum hard and I'll fuck you like you've always wanted."Why his words affected me like they did, I may never know or care. I just know that my orgasm hit me so. I studied Samantha's face for a second. Gone was the facade of brash bravado and smart mouthed confidence that was usually there. Here was a frightened little girl that needed to be assured."So, you're afraid that I'll come to my senses one day and find someone I think I want more?"Samantha cuffed some tears from her eyes and sniffed as she nodded. I reached out, pulled her to my chest and let her sob for about five minutes. Right here was where an insensitive man would ask about her period .... “Oh fuck” she exclaimed, you are good at this, make me cum again please” Frankie gingerly fell back down on his face as he gently licked her sensitive clit again, she didn’t need to grind this time as he had her cumming again in seconds, her cunt was flowing like a tap as his tongue sought to pull another orgasm from her, Frankie was shattered she didn’t think she could take anymore but she had set the challenge so had to stick to it.As Frankie gathered herself back for another onslaught of. We all went back to the main room and had a couple of drinks. We were minding our own business; me telling Lora how hot she looked, then she spread her legs (she was wearing an ultra short skirt), showed me the cream leaking from her used pussy. That gave me a raging hard-on.I was getting ready to grab her and take her in the back for a really good eating when a Jamaican asked her to dance. She loved the accent and asked him if he were as big as she heard Jamaicans were. He laughed and asked.