”Dee sat primly on the chair, crossed her knees to show a glimpse of stocking top and instantly there was a rush of clicking cameras.All was now set...up and Steve invited Dee to pose and slowly, seductively strip off. She looked up to me, smiled and winked.She unbuttoned her jacket and thrust her boobs out; her dark basque could be clearly seen under her sheer blouse. The guys were taking photos checking their equipment to get the best shot. Then she peeled of her jacket and pulled her skirt up,. She had been dangling over the edge of the school, her ass rubbing into the hard brick.And his cock had fucked her while she was suspended forty feet above the ground. One small slip, one brief instant of too-intense passion and they would have both gone over the edge.She shuddered at the thought of dying like that. Still, it would have been more meaningful than dying in some car wreck. And it was a hell of a lot more fun thinking about going out that way.If she had to die, she wanted to die. I lift one leg and place it on the side of the tub and reach down my clit already aroused. I lean my head against the shower wall gasping as I rub myself' moaning out in pleasure as I stick two fingers in my pussy fucking myself slowly. I slide another finger in only able to get the fingernail of the third one in, stretching myself some crying out softly. I feel myself get close to a orgasm and I start fucking my pussy wildly as I cum hard feeling myself gush cum, the water washing it. This is precisely what I wanted; a continuation of where we left off before, when he had me in my own room.Andy’s vigor keeps up long enough to make me cum. I turn over again, my arms and legs shaky from how intense it is. His dick is still solid, waiting for me to rest so he can continue. I need to stall a bit longer due to the warm pressure I feel in me, which I know means I’m close to squirting. Having that kind of release feels even more intimate than sex, and I only want to experience it.