This time, I opened the shower curtain so he could see me standing there, wet and soapy and naked, and this time he took off his clothes and joined me...We kissed deeply, closing out eyes and melding our mouths together. Our moans echoed off the shower walls as our tongues wrestled and his hands tried to touch all of my body at once. I reached down between us and stroked his cock and found him to be hard and ready. I kept stroking him, rubbing my thumb in the precum dripping from the head, as he. He would show mewhere it was. Or would he?As I waited, I started to think about how reckless Iwas being. How much trust I had placed in one person.What if he never showed up? What if he took everythingwe had both worked for and disappeared? What if I hadbeen temporary? Just something he needed to get by?Left with nothing but a few boxes of photos and booksin the back of my SUV?But, didnt I literally put my life in his hands everytime we had played? How many times over the yearscould he have. She had a very serious look on her face as she approached me. She literally straddled my leg and pushed her pussy against me and again breathed into my ear and said, “ this is the opportunity”. I was stunned, speechless and about to cum right then and there. She leaned back and looked at me and said “do you know what I’m talking about”? I managed to say yes. She went on to tell me that her dance partner “Doug” asked her to leave with him etc,…but she explained the situation to him, assuring him. Lana wasn't sure what the best answer was, she knew exactly what Katrina was getting at, but as usual she didn't want to get into the subject; finally she said, "Let's just say that the thought of losing your clit, which is unique and irreplaceable devastates me a bit more." Lana kissed Katrina as she continued to plow her with the extra-large faux cock she had connected to the harness she was currently wearing."Would you like to feel some hot cum flowing in one of your holes," someone asked,.