You’d think this shit would be fixed by now…” He sighed, squeezing some shower gel into a face cloth and washing all around. He rinsed out his w...shcloth after letting the soap run off his body, squirting a fresh mound of soap into his hand. He massages the soap into his hair, humming quietly as he does so. As he was washing, he heard nails clicking against the tile and a hand on his shoulder.“Yeah, you’re so funny, Chris. The fact that you come peek at me so often in the shower makes me think. My fingers ran down over her back and down the crack of her ass, unitl i felt the wetness of her pussy, still gaping from having just had my cock inside it, leaning to one side slightly i began to finger her wet slit, first off i slipped one finger inside then two and slowly i began to thrust them in and out of her, as her pussy pushed back onto my fingers i decided to use her wetness to make my thumb nice and lubricated and began to circle it around her tight ass hole, gently i eased the tip. All of a sudden he grabbed my hand and placed it against my hands palms together. "Now you know how big my hand is", MB said. I blushed a few shades of red, which I don't usually do. Why? You are wondering? Well during our conversation one day I had asked him how big his hand was, because I enjoy feeling my pussy filled with a cock or hand. We held hands and also ran our fingers over each others hands and arms. Where ever his fingers touched I felt like I had been touched with electricity.. I was very nervous when I arrived at the door of her hotel room. Not knowing what she would really be like or if she would even like me. I knocked 4 times as she had instructed. The door opened and there standing in front of me was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She was even better looking than her pictures. She was wearing that same white blouse, a tight black skirt that stopped just above her knees, and sexy high heels. Her eyes were glistening at the site of me and I became less.