The water was hot, but not scorching; the space filled with steam, as she took a washrag, and gently stroked the soapy cloth over the body of her man....She slowly and carefully rubbed all his skin, and as the water rinsed off the foam, she kissed his skin in all the right places. She smiled as his cock grew to stiff attention, and she handed the washrag to him, as she turned around in the streaming fountain from the showerhead, to face the faucets. He washed her just as carefully, massaging her. He talks about girls he fucks to her and I asked her if she was a virgin still. She again.. Screamed my name but this time it was definitely softer.. 'Uncle...' her breathing became deeper as I realized my thumbs were right next to her pussy lips and my left fingers were underneath her butt. I can see her getting turned on. Her pussy lips were basically talking to me. She's thrusting slowly but surely to my fingers. I asked again.. 'So are you a virgin still princess?' she just bit her lip. What the hell? Sixty men? I never felt like that. At this point I pleaded to Ahmad, saying,“Please! No more! Lemme go. I am begging you”Ahmad looked at me sympathetically and said,“Hmm…I see. You should be a thankful young lady, that we still have some sympathy left in our hearts. We will take you home now. I guess all our brother are satisfied now?”“Yes, we all are,” some of them said. I tried to smile as Ahmad said,“Well, she cannot go home like this. We should clean her. Is there a public. I turned and made out I was watching the movie but knew that every one of them guys were getting a good view of my pussy up my skirt. It was so wrong but so dirty to do this in the same room as my son and husband. I could see the guys getting turned on; they were as desperate to fuck me as I was to fuck them.Well, the day come when the guys were leaving to return to uni. I was gutted; I had no idea how I was going to get my next fucking session with them. It was only a week to go before.