Big-Mike set a pick for Matt who dribbled around that pick. As that was going on, I ran my defender, their center into Andrew’s screen and raced onc... more down the opposite side of the court. Jon also raced to the near side corner. If I was open, Matt was to throw up a lob for me. If that wasn’t open, Jon hopefully would be open for a corner jumper with me and Andrew in solid rebounding position for a missed shot.As the play quickly progressed, both of Clinton’s guards moved with Jon’s near. Mary stood and helped Karen straddle Michelle on the tiled bench, squatting so her cunt was inches from Michelle's face. Opening her mouth Michelle looked with mute appeal into her friend's eyes and whispered “Fill me up with piss Karen, please fill me up”“Not until you beg more you fucking piss mop,” said Mary sharply.The words raked across Michelle and she gasped, her internal heat threatening to explode “Piss on me! I'm a fucking slag whore!” she yelled and with that Karen silenced Michelle. After soaping each other up, she stood before me and said, “Michael, I need you inside me again. Right here! Right now! I want you to fuck me as if you‘ll die if you don‘t cum inside me.”I smiled at the prospect of taking her in the shower, took her in my arms and kissed her deeply. My hands slid down her sides until they were cupping her round as cheeks. Pressing my cock against her belly, I began to lift her. Curling one arm around my neck, she lifted her legs, wrapping them around my waist.. In fact what did happen was that the lack of movement made me go crazy and I started playing with her ass as silently as I could. Both of us were in the mood for something more and when we got dropped off at the metro station we had this conversation:Me: That was fun rightHer: Yea you’re a fucking dogMe: No way you’re as much of a bitchHer (laughing): Yea let’s just agree that we’re both horrible peopleMe: Where do you live? I really need to take a pissShe told me she lived about ten minutes.