She told him the bathroom. He got up and followed her into the bathroom. She looked at him with a puzzled look and he reminded her about agreeing to b... his complete slut to use anyway he wanted. I never seen you naked and now I want to see what kind of body my slut has to give other men. Okay but let me pee first, she said. Josh, having never seen a woman pee, stayed right there. He could hear the pee, but by the way she sat, he didn’t see a thing. Except he did see her panties were all wet. Still in the car, parked in his dark garage, I shimmied out of his boxers and straddled him again, biting my lip when I felt his stiff erection between us, straining against the fabric of his sweatpants.“Celine,” he said, hands coming to rest on my waist. He ground his hips upwards, making me gasp from the sudden mind-numbing pleasure. I was so wet that I left a streak on his sweatpants, slick and ready for him.“You’re perfect,” he said, lifting his shirt up my body, exposing my breasts. “So. Gasping and moaning, she quickly lost control. His name slipped from her lips in the throes of passion. She leaned against the shower wall, continuing to manipulate her flesh until she had ridden out the crushing wave of pleasure.She sucked in deep, slow breaths as she began to come down. She still leaned against the wall for several moments while she regained her composure. Once she had finished washing and rinsing herself, she turned off the water and wrapped a thick cotton towel around her. Your eyes follow me as I cross the room and set down the ice bucket. I take an ice cube and pop it into my mouth. You watch me intently as I sit next to you on the bed. ‘So there I was’, I say, ‘chatting to you on the ride over. Running through my mind were wonderfully erotic scenes about what would happen when we finally reached my room. Then I realized you weren’t participating in the conversation. I glanced over and saw that you were sound asleep, a wry smile on your face. Well shit, I.