What would he be doing if he was here in the shower all by himself?I bet he would be stroking his cock, having some thoughts that were like what I was...doing to myself right now...I could feel my juices seeping out of me at the thought of him stroking his cock. I stepped under the showerhead and washed the soap off. I took one nipple and licked it, taking it into my mouth and sucked it hard again.I reached down with my hand and rubbed my pussy. Spreading my legs, I inserted a finger into my wet. I noticed thatRon was actually quite handsome. He stepped closer and was now standingdirectly in front of me, looking straight at me. I tried to step away,but I couldn't do anything, I was just looking back at him. He broughthis hand to my cheek and turned my face toward him. I was burning withpassion and with nervousness. I knew I was no longer in control. Hisother hand moved to my waist, and he pulled me into him. He brought hislips to mine, and he kissed me. I knew I shouldn't want it, but I. Not to mention that god-awful hole at my feet, a result of the last burst of flak. It was making a horrible sucking sound now, as if it wanted to take my very soul. Tommy motioned me again and said, ‘Here goes, sport. Be ready.’ I blinked to clear my eyes and peered into the sights of the gun. The ground movement looked like a group of tiny ants marching in unison. It seemed as if they were going to make a single mass movement towards the first cav. I didn’t think they had a clue as to what. My hands slowly moved to her ass cheeks. She was wearing a western evening gown. It was of silky material. I could feel the outline of her panty from over the gown. I let my finger travel along the border of her panty. This gave me a hard on. We moved to the dance floor. She was in my arms. My one hand was on her neck and other on her back. My hand moving all over her lovely body. Our lips remained locked all the time we were on the dance floor moving on the soft and sensual music. She looked.