Wie gut das tut. Als der Strahl meinen Rücken zum dritten oder vierten Mal trifft, streife ich mit meiner Brust die Tür der Duschkabine. Ich halte i...ne, ein Kribbeln zwischen meinen Schenkeln. Langsam platziere ich mich parallel zur Tür, beuge mich etwas vor, noch ein Stück, bis mein Hintern schön rausgestreckt ist - auch wenn hinter mir keiner steht - und meine Nippel die Duschkabine berühren. Die trotz des heißen Wassers angenehm kühl ist. Ruhig bewege ich mich hin und her, auf und ab und. " He gasped, always concerned that he might hurt her."No." She gasped and slammed herself down on him, taking him to the hilt. Her orgasm ripped through her without mercy and she dug her fingernails into his shoulders. "YES!" She squealed.Jason growled with surprise when her tight little cunt took every inch of him and then exploded on him. "Oh Minx," he growled, "now you've asked for it." Pushing off the couch, he wrapped her legs around him and started staggering towards the bedroom. Gritting. I'm so hot, I can't wait any longer. Super size me with that big fat meat of yours. Fuck me. Fuck me hard," she cried.He banged into her like John Henry, the steel drivin' man. His swollen cock slid in and out of her as easily as gliding on a sheet of ice. Andy's "cute ears" were filled with her moans and sighs, and Madeleine begged him over and over again to pound her harder, faster. "Oh yeah, oh yeah, more, more, deeper Andy." Sex was her drug. She got high on her orgasms. She was a fuck me. "No Chris," she told me in a firm voice. I don't ever want you to touch me again. I only let you have some to keep you from telling my folks on us. Since they know, I don't have to let you have any, any more."That hurt. I really liked Sharon and told her I wanted to keep being friends even if she never let me have sex with her again. "Well shit, Sharon, I thought you really liked me. I like you and well, I still want to be your friend, no matter what." Yeah, I like you too, Chris. The thing is.