I guess I gave her a big load, because when she finally did come up, she told me I about drowned her, I had shot so much cum. I asked her why she brok... her own rules, and she told me it was because I was the only guy that had treated her with so much respect while we were intimate, she felt she owed me something in return. Also, if I thought it was going to end here, I was definitely wrong. Anytime I was in the area of home, and my dad was not around, we would have our own get. I enter the bathroom, closing and locking the door, I approach the bath and gently lean down offering you an easy way off of me, you refuse and squeeze me tighter, I reach out and turn the shower on, letting it heat up, I resume our kissing. Even after our massive orgasms, not an ounce of passion has been lost.I step into the now warm shower, the shower although warm is still cool and refreshing on our skin, cleansing us. We finally break our hold on each other and you dismount me, the. I turned quickly back and walked thru. To the right was a locked door. To the left, it looked like a dressing room, with 5 open doors. as I walked past, I saw a stool and a pay tv type thing in each one. I also saw the holes. The last booth was open, and I took it, probably just my self concious putting me in the back to not be noticed. I closed the door and locked it, then sat on the stool, thinking about what I was going to do. My thoughts were quickly interupted when someone. Her phone buzzed again, then again and again and again. Four texts. She didn’t want to open them, paralysed by what she would find. More pictures? She looked at her reflection in the mirror and her naked body stared back.She ran her hands over her breasts. They’d always caused her trouble and ever since they first appeared, boys were drawn to them. Over the years she had got used to it, even enjoying the attention they got her, the wonderful wolf whistles in the street, and on occasion while.