Exhaling slowly and closing her eyes – no, clenching her eyes – Amber asked, "Could you ... actually ... Could you go sit at the dining table or s...mething for a minute?"I arched an eyebrow questioningly.Amber screwed up her face. "I need ... I think it would help me fight this urge to rip your clothes off and fucking mount you right here on the couch." Still breathing hard, she held a hand over her heart as if to control the thudding inside.My own heart thudded in my chest, and I nodded before. The lady from a few spots down isn't in any hurry either it would seem. A few more women have trickled into the showers. I pull my loofah out of my bag and add a generous amount of soap. I rub my arms and my neck. I hold up my left breast and swirl the loofah around it, enjoying its raspy lathered softness. My nipples quickly engorges. I give it a caresses and a light pull. I move to the my right breast and do the same. My nipple already like a little pink pebble. I stretch slightly, thrusting. “Um… I-is Jace here? He gave me this address and told me to come over…”“Hey Jace, there’s some really hot chick at the door asking for you,” he called back over his shoulder.I heaved a small sigh of relief when I saw Jace come around the corner into the entryway. He looked almost exactly as I remembered. He was perhaps a little taller, and his black hair was in a different style from High School, but his smoky green eyes were the same, although he was missing his glasses. His cocky grin was, as. I didn't..." You visit them, don't you, when you take your little trips out of town? You ever tell me about that? Isn't that a lie? A lie of omission?" I'm sorry." Do you love them?" I love you. I'm in love with you." Answer me!" Yes. Not Gail. Or as I friend I do. But Mila..." He looked into her eyes. "She was my first love, Sandra. But she's found her own love. They're lesbians, at least most of the time." Most of the time," Sandra spat. "So you fuck Mila?" Both of them. Gail pretends my cock.