. but ... this ... this interview is really going off on a tangent, don’t you think, Jen? We were here to get your thoughts on the whole Goth celebr...ty thing, right? How did it get sidetracked into my own personal kinks, anyway? Alright, you busted me. I’m a cuckold at heart, okay? I would love to be cuckolded by you, you know. Are you happy? Can we get back to work, pretty please?” Gavin showed desperate arousal in his face as he watched Jen play with her own succulent snatch.“So, a Goth,. She turned around and took the showerhead off of its hook. She gave her throbbing pussy a strong spray of water. The pressure from the head felt like a strong finger was rubbing her clit. She backed herself into the shower wall and slid her ass against it, side to side & up and down, as the stream continued beating down on her mound. She placed the showerhead back on the hook and began greedily rubbing her clit with her index finger. Using her middle finger, she parted her slit and found her. "Wait...are you saying what I think you're saying. You want me to let my boy fuck you?" Well you already let two of 'your boys' fuck me and that wasn't an issue for you, so how could you be completely against this? Why is it an issue now?" I replied as I found my voice getting louder. "Your so-called pact only called for Ken to do me, but you let Rodney have me too. You could have said no to him but you didn't, because he's your friend and you wanted to repay him. Nick is your friend too and he. That was good. I had lain by Charley’s side, apprehensive about putting any weight at all on his fragile wreck of a frame. After I kneaded his cock to full erection, I kissed his ear and whispered, ‘Hold on a sec.’ I sat upright, unbuttoned my green shirt, and lifted off my undershirt, followed by my bra. I hadn’t shaved my legs or my arm pits in three months and I hadn’t seen a shower in a couple of days. We have been patching and lugging around patients for forty-eight hours straight. I.