“So good! So big!” she groaned, her eyes half closed. My upper hand was gently pinching her nipple, rolling it between my thumb and forefinger. Ro...king in and out, pinching, pulling, strumming her clit, her hips rising to meet my thrusts. My cock pulling almost all the way out before thrusting forward, our bodies slapping together. The room filled with the scent of sex, making me harder still. Claire’s breath became ragged. I could sense that she was close to cumming. I began pistonning in and. She quivered and shook until her orgasm stopped rolling through her. My hard cock was captured between us. Once she had calmed down and was glowing with happiness she told me to sit on the bench in the shower.I sat on the bench, warm water still spurting from the jets, my cock hot and hard. Carol knelt down in front of me. She was the picture of lust, water streaming down her hair, body flushed with unbridled desire. She knelt down and took my cock and started stroking me. As it got harder. Her shaved pussy and armpits excited me a lot. I buried my face between her thighs and started planting kisses on her pussy and then playing there with my tongue. She spread her legs wide apart inviting me. She was moaning loudly and her loud moan was making me hornier and i loved every moment playing with her pussy with my tongue and teasing her clit. I started licking her pussy and tasting her oozing juicy cunt. Now she was moaning loudly and saying lick it, please lick it. I have never. Her bravado receded and I instinctively knew she was going to back down. ‘OK’ she said quietly. I ignored her and deliberately put on my shirt and started to do up the buttons. ‘Ok’ she said, ‘How much?’ For a second, I carried on as if I hadn’t heard her and watched her confidence evaporate as I paused and looked at her. ‘It depends what you want?’ ‘I want to know if you do extra’s?’ ‘Like?’ I snapped back although I knew what she was asking. ‘You, know, more than a massage?’ I held her gaze.