You turn from the mirror - after one final little peek atyourself - and, still giggling, you run down the suddenly huge corridorto the bathroom. The w...rm water of the shower feels indescribably good. Not just nice inthat normal just-woken-up way - it feels almost sexual as it flows overyour soft new skin... little rivulets streaming off the ends of yourswollen nipples... tingling warmth slithering down between your legs...your long, gleaming hair clinging softly to your curves...Sensual, that's. As the main stage bands were about to begin, I started to feel the need to go to the bathroom. But I wasn't desperate as of yet. I never seen Avenged Sevenfold who was headlining the show. So I held out as long as I possibly could. But as I was enjoying the show, I did catch the eye of a woman that looked to be about 23 or so. She was about 6 foot and had blonde hair with C-cup boobs. She looked sexy and was giving me a lusty look. But it being I loved Avenged Sevenfold and that I had to go to. She sighed softly as the last of her spasms ended. One more thrust, one more burst and it would be over for him. She was beginning to relax around him. She tensed feeling one last burst from him. He was breathing slowly. Catching his breath. She felt his breath on her neck as she closed her eyes and laid her cheek against his shoulder. He slid his arms under her, walking her to the steps in the shallow end. She snuggled tightly against him as the night air brushed her bare skin. He walked the. . real ones, thick like a baby doll’s, but not unrealistically long. They looked soft.“I think these belong to you,” she purred in a dulcet tone. I looked down, and there were my keys in the palm of her hand. Holy shit. “They were on the floor of the elevator, and I thought, well ... no one else in the building wears their keys on a chain around their neck,” she explained with a chuckle.“Oh,” I squeaked out dumbly, frozen to my spot in front of the elevator bay. I didn’t make a move to take the.