Amy took her time in the shower, enjoying, as always, the tactile sensations of having her skin massaged by the dancing beams of water streaming down ...pon her. Her brother had one of the shower sprays that could be adjusted for different configurations of flow and pulse. It could be either hand held or wall mounted. She remembered quite vividly being told of the fantastically intense orgasms a woman could enjoy with them. Briefly, she considered indulging herself--and then decided against it.. I slipped my hand beneath her and flipped her over so that she was laying flat on her stomach and I was directly above her. This position made it impossible for her to stretch her asshole much and would provide a much tighter fuck. I ground my cock between her ass cheeks as she ground her ass back into my crotch, and I began to feel light headed. I moved enough to spit on her tight little asshole, and proceeded to do what I must. I pressed my cock head against her anus until it eventually. On the morning of our meet, I drove to the town where we were to meet and pulled up next to her in the parking lot. She was on the phone and rolled the window down and said "Oh, he's hot!". I was embarrassed by her comments because I've never considered myself to be "hot". I hold my own and am confident in myself but I'm not one to toot my own horn. I found out that her best friend was on the other end of the line and I waited for her to finish her call and then we drove to a nearby hotel. When. I immediately went right over to their house to see if I could comfort them. I had this guilty feeling inside of me of what had just happened . I was not suppose to tell them because I made a promise to John .I promised him that I wouldn't say a word to either of the girls . I told them if there is anything I could do at all please just ask .I would be there for them. There was a private wake and graveside services. John's sister and Mary's brother and his wife attended . April was seventeen.