We both got under the hot shower in a rainy chilling morning and started kissing. It was a very prurient feeling. I was standing behind her, I started...pressing her boobs, squeezing them, and pinching the nipples; and she started massaging my dick back taking it between her ass crack.By now we were totally wet under the shower. I turned her and started kissing her all over the face, neck, and boobs and took her left boob in my mouth. I started sucking her nipple, which had got damn hard. I was. How you didn't manage to sniff them out when I sneaked them home last night, I will never know. Are you tired, lad? Yes, Reality is a bitch, but I'm banning her this morning until I have had my fill of you. Oh, how that makes me giggle. I do want you to fill me. Deep, hard, pounding...As I patter back to our bedroom, I feel my juices already beginning to coat the tops of my large thighs. A feast, you call it, a juicy peach ripe for nomming. I just call it wet and wanting you.I stand in the. “It’s only 60 seconds, and we did all agree. Besides, you won’t have to do anything, and obviously you will make Wayne’s life.” Wayne didn’t appreciate the comment even though we all knew it was true. “Hey, I don’t care if I lick her pussy or not, I’m just playing the game.” He shot out. Tanya piped in “Whatever Wayne, you know you want to eat her pussy.” Kristine sat there with her face in her hands, laughing a sad laugh. She pulled her hands down slowly, “I cannot believe I am actually. Then his doorbell rang. She really had been right around the corner. He muttered, ‘Shit.’ and looked around the apartment. It looked okay. It was okay. It was okay. He went down the stairs and found Carrie at the door. She was holding an old-fashioned, three-speed woman’s bike. It was different than the one she’d had before. It was a really nice, perfectly preserved vintage Schwinn, white and green, with brand-new tires and a wire basket on the front. He looked again: it had a thumb-lever.