Before knocking on the door she heard something from within. Was that a groan? She felt and involuntary tingle in her lady parts and was suddenly no l...nger angry, but very curious as to what was happening on the other side of that door. Very carefully, Sam opened the door and peeked in. The small bathroom was full of thick steam and she couldn’t see into the shower from the current angle she was in. But she could hear. Oh yes, that was a groan all right and a moan and some grunts too. Now she. So, Gina could get into it whenever she wanted. They never seemed to catch on when Gina dipped into it. When Angel came over that night, they helped themselves to the liquor. The two girls spent most of the night drinking and dancing around in the living room in their short pajamas. “Do you want to go upstairs,” Angel asked Gina.“I’m getting kind of tired.” “Sure, I’m kind of drunk anyway,” she said as she stumbled toward the stairs. Gina wasn’t totally drunk. But, she had a pretty good buzz. He thought is was so decadent that he coundn't help always watching people's grannie's tits when he walked in the streets. Sometimes they would catch him watching and just ignore it, but sometimes they would smile at him as if to say: yes dear, i want to you to fuck me too.John walked to his bathroom and started his shower. It had been a warm night and his sex dream had made it an even sweatier one than normal. He stripped naked and looked at his cock. In his relaxed state it was normal sized. He turned his attention to the lineup of lipstick tubes standing on end next to some other makeup containers. The black and silver tubes looked like a column of bullets, but bigger. It reminded him of his own cock compared to those of his three bullies. The second one he turned over was the one she wanted, ‘Ravish Me Red’. He turned on his heel and sped out of there, taking the stairs two at a time.When he got to the table, everyone was still in the same position. Jamal’s hand was still inside.