Bill stepped in the shower with me, my eyes were drawn not to his cock at first but to his hairy chest and the way the water glistened against his dar... red hair as it ran down his body and across his sleeping uncut cock to a single stream,like an open spigot, I just wanted to drop to my knee's and drink from it.Bill grabbed the bar of soap and started washing my body gliding his soapy hands all over sending ticklish shivers through my body, I wiggled and laughed. Bill pulled me towards his body. With a few stroke, her nectar starts to flows, coating the tip of my rubbered cock while I wet her more. I continue to wipe her pussy with my cock and each wipe; I push myself forward to try to get the cock head to open her pussy lips. After a few try, I position nicely and start to shove my cock in. It was difficult. Man~! She is freaking tight as a virgin!She was screaming when I push in. I’m not sure whether it was pain or pleasure, because her scream was very intense! But I don’t have to. I've seen her like that a hundred times."That was the second time I'd been called pathetic that night. I didn't know quite how to feel about that. It had been a pretty good night, after all. In fact, it was probably the best night I'd ever had."Well I haven't," I said, probably too loud. We were only ten feet from her door. "So cut me some slack." You'll never get past her, will you?" he teased. "Too bad you're not ten years older. Maybe she'd go for a younger man." He grinned."I thought we. It still isn't wholly clear to you why you're here. Vague promises of a world in crisis were all that you were given before being unceremoniously flung through the space between spaces. Your employer (owner, maybe? The exact nature of your relationship is still a little nebulous) has sent you as his agent to avert this crisis, though how you are meant to do that is beyond you. A year ago you were working retail; two months ago a slightly better, still hopelessly mundane job. At your most.