But then you look into the bathroom – a walk in shower.Oh yes, sex in the rain.“In the shower,” you say.Oh yes. He goes and turns it on, the wat...r cascading down from the large rainheadYou both undress. You’re faster, well there wasn’t much to take off. You sit on the bed just in the hold ups.“Take my stocking off,” you say and he comes, naked, and kneels between your thighs, starting to roll down one stocking. As he does he kisses your pussy, full on the lipsAs each stocking is rolled down the. He looked up at her cautiously at first, she murmured gently to him as she rubbed his side. Clearly he was a wild stallion but he wasn't frightened of a person who talked to him softly. Tami noted that he was as tall as her ribs, not bad for being a stallion that wasn't full grown yet. Slowly Tami got to her knees, glancing over at her best friend who was watching her intently; she turned back to his cock that was just dangling there. Reaching out she gently touched it, she tensed when she saw. So I quietly waited while the tension built in you. This show was definitely going to get better before it was over.And I was right.Within a couple of minutes your pace had quickened. The sheet was pulled down and I could see the top of your nightie was pulled to the side, exposing your chest. Your full, round breasts were open in the warm air and I got a quick flash of momories as I saw them: I pictured you on the beach, with your tan skin contrasting against your bikini top and your cleavage. She loved sex — a lot. Her husband could barely keep up with her supercharged libido. He had been tremendously relieved when Angelina had relented, and allowed him two whole days a week off from satisfying her voracious pussy. That was because, unbeknownst to her husband of course, she had acquired a lover — her thirteen year old son, Johnny.Johnny's cock was already as big as his father's, maybe even a bit longer. He could be fast on the trigger, but he was always good to go. There were days.