I wondered if I had dug myself into a big hole.We finished our cigarettes, and we had another shower together, and yes, of course, it happened again. ... love shower sex, and Bulent was more than ready for another thing that I had to keep quiet about.I phoned Gary to tell him I was nearly ready, got dressed, thanked Bulent for all his help (and the fucks), picked up my money, and waited for hubby to appear.The hotel was only ten minutes drive away, so I didn't say much until we got back to our. "Holy Shit!!" I exclaimed and she pulled most of it back out. "Nooooo," Igroaned, just as she pushed it back in, its vibrating length sending meinto near trance. Back and forth it slid for some time, I have no idea how long, before shepulled out all the way with a 'plop'."I think it needs more lubrication," she told me. "Would you oblige?" Inodded, knowing what it was she wanted of me and I turned around andstarted to lick the length of the shaft and knob, starting at the baseand running my. "Fabulous!" She paused. "Les go to work?" Yes. He won't be back till much later. Listen, why don't you kill some time watching your brother's library? He's got quite a collection on videocassette. Do you know how to use one?" I never used one before." Well, the instructions are right next to the television, in the same cabinet as the tapes. He's got some pretty good ones."Amy smiled. "Maybe I will."Roberta left. Amy took her time in the shower, enjoying, as always, the tactile sensations of. I looked at my plate; she had destroyed my Breakfast McClowny. She’d cut it in half and separated the components into 2 breakfasts. We both had a couple of slices of bacon, half of a sausage, and egg patty, a half of an English muffin that she’d spread jam on. We also each had a small glass of juice, and a cup of my black coffee. “I hate that sweet, fake coffee you brought me,” she said, “It tastes like sheet, why do you all drink it?” “I don’t drink it” I said, “But people here, think that you.