You hear the water falling against the shower curtain and it sounds like heavy fresh rain dropping onto a lush forest of trees and plants, slowly casc...ding down the leaves until dripping onto the dry ground. This brings an image into your mind of a place you once saw on TV. After removing your clothes you step into the hot water, which by now has turned the air into a damp heavy steam. The water hits your skin like it’s fallen from a tropical waterfall and the image you once saw is once again. " I think you'll find that Jenny's not nervous about sex anymore," Brandy laughed. "She's changed her attitude quite a bit since this afternoon. Now close your eyes and hold out your hands and I'll give you Jenny's wedding present."Bill closed his eyes obediently. This was pretty strange, but he was willing to go along with it. Whatever Jenny wanted was fine with him. He waited expectantly with his hands held out.Brandy didn't waste any time. The moment Bill closed his eyes she shrugged out of. It was a one hour drive to St. Louis where they had booked a room at a downtown hotel not far from the famous arch.On the drive to St. Louis in their rental car they each had their hands on each other. This type of foreplay wasn’t new or necessary as they were both sufficiently familiar with each other. They just enjoyed themselves as they did this.In the hotel room they went at each other like it was their first time together as they were exploring each other’s bodies. Hal was content to. “Oh my god, baby – please, Cheryl. Stroke my cock, baby, get me nice and hard. Sweetie, I’ve missed you so much!” Gently at first, with teasing fingertips, then with growing aggressiveness and eagerness, my first hot soapy handjob in four months began. It felt so fucking good and in no time, my cock was throbbing and so hard and swollen I couldn’t believe it. She was gripping me with two hands, milking my shaft hard and fast. Hearing that slippery sound of hot soap, lathering up on my stone.