But something told me that there was much more in store for me with Marty and Henry; any trepidation was easily won over by the notion of having so ma...y of my own fantasies fulfilled. My pussy muscles clenched at the thought of that and the sensation made me want more. But I had promised my hosts that all my pleasure would be in their control. Maybe I should have thought that one through a little more! But being subservient to them was part of the agreement for the weekend and I was not. I quietly walked upto the bathroom door and was pleased when I could hear the shower running. I stripped naked outside the door and played with my cock as I listened to her in the shower. Before long I had got pretty hard and it was time to go further. I quietly opened the door and went in to watch her and masturbate some more. I soon had a hard on and then she saw me. The slut looked at me quizzically but otherwise just stood there. I opened the shower door and went in grabbing hold of her. So I did. I thrust inside of her with all my might. Huffing away at her. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Her tits leaping like balloons at a disco as she straddled me. Her hands pushing down on my chest, crushing her tits together. Face to the ceiling. "Johnny*, Johnny*, Johnny*, JOHNNY*," she shouted. "SHHHHHH," I pleaded. But she wouldn't listen. "Johnny*! Johnny*!! Johnneee-uuuhhhhh*!!" And she came hard. I'd never been with a girl who came so easy. So I kept thrusting away. I wanted to see if she'd go. Now suddenly I felt guilty, how was I going to explain it to her, I just didn’t know how. I had to go to the bathroom and when I did I looked in the mirror as I sat on the bowl. My face was a mess. I was in the process of slowly removing my makeup when Jane walked in, seeing my face with no makeup on it she suddenly exclaimed, ‘Andy!’ ‘Well I prefer Andrea now,’ I replied, ‘but yes.’ For a moment I saw a flash of anger in her eyes. She burst out, ‘Why didn’t you tell me? Exactly when were you.